Foodwise

Someone is eating cinnamon toast in here and it smells goooooooood.

There’s got to be some kind of low-ish point cinnamon raisin bread I can get. No? Bummer.

I got the comfy chair. There are three, but I will only sit in the one that isn’t ripped. Is that weird?

It’s been a good day, so far. 8,000 steps already.

I was up on the scale this morning, though. Wouldn’t have thought I would be; I only had 36 points last night. That’s quite good for me.

At least I tracked it.

I had two packages of those peanut butter crackers. Why was that necessary? It wasn’t. I wasn’t even hungry.

I should just not buy them. Would anyone but me miss them?

I ate those, and I dunno how many fiber brownies.

Foodwise, I do awesome all day, and fall apart at the tail end of the day. So frustrating.

How do I change the habit? Replace it. With what, though?

That’s the big question.

If you think of anything, let me know.