Written Last Night:
I want to eat something. Not because I’m hungry, but because I feel like I deserve it. Because I’m tired and I have a few busy days ahead of me. Because I’m worried about getting it all done. Because I’ve been so good eating-wise.
Instead, I’m going to drink a glass of ice water, take out my contacts, put on my pajamas, maybe watch a little TV and head to bed.
See you tomorrow!
Updated this morning: I’m down 5 pounds!
