I woke up Saturday morning feeling pretty okay...my cold or whatever it was went away and my cycle is off. I found myself ravenous and I did eat pretty badly on Saturday. So bad that I didn't bother to record what I ate.

When I got on the scale Saturday morning it said 250.2. I know it was merely from my cold and stuff so I am not really counting on that to be a true weight but it would be nice if by some miracle it was. But alas, on Sunday morning I was 252... but I was fine with that as well. Being that I had a lot of chinese food on Saturday I really suspect that it was sodium and water weight.

But this is what was funny. I was half awake and half sleep this morning and I started thinking/dreaming about my weight. I started imagining myself slimmer and going home for Thanksgiving and my family being astonished at my weight loss. I was in this red dress that has been hanging in my closet for a decade (literally a decade) that I have been waiting to get back into and I looked great in it. As I was still waking up I started dreaming about how I was going to make sure I drank all my water today to counteract the chinese food from yesterday and that I was going to be sure to workout today and that I was done with eating badly.

Well I wasn't perfect but I did stay in my calorie range today. I went to the grocery store and I bought my fruit for the week and I even had a bit of fruit today. I messed up when I allowed myself to get hungry before i had lunch planned out and my husband fixed a frozen pizza. I didn't satisfy me at all so I went to the grocery store hungry and i bought the crab rangoon. It wasn't even that good but since I hadn't really eaten properly I just ate it .

So tomorrow is another day and I hope to be more successful. I still have a lot of adjustments to make but I hope that i get everythign under control in time to met my thanksgiving goal.