Bad Day

Argh. Today was a bad day in regards to everything.

Dax was in a funky mood, I was feeling awful due to hormones and that oh so lovely monthly pal, J was in a weird mood and made me very mad, and it was just overall a stressful, hectic day for me. Money is stressing me out, not being able to rent or sell our house in Lafayette is a huge stressor right now, and i'm just downright worn out.

So my funky emotions had me making funky food choices. I'm going to get back on the wagon tomorrow, but I feel bad for messing up so badly today. I know I can't beat myself up, but ARGH! I hate that I can be an emotional eater.

I have a dr's appt the morning of my first meeting, so I'm trying to attend an alternative meeting this week, and most definitely will be weighing in. I'm putting too much pressure on myself though, hoping the scale will have moved down. I need to stop focusing on that and focus on how better I'm feeling already with eating better and being more aware of my choices (with today being the exception). In the past few years that I've had struggles with my weight, the number doesn't seem to go down. I lose inches, but the number won't budge. Have any of you had this happen? I know inches are more important, but dang it's SO rewarding to see that number go down lol

We'll see. Thanks for letting me vent!