The Plan for Busy Saturday 👍

I have WW, which I don’t know if I’ll have time for. Then we’re meeting Dad and Mimi in Newburyport. Then we’re going to Mom’s for dinner.

Today, I feel like it will be impossible not to overeat. And it’s a new week, so I can’t just kind of call it a wash and start over tomorrow. So not sure what to do.

I don’t actually know if we’ll be eating in Newburyport, though, or if we’re just meeting them around lunch time. I know they have stuff for the kids.

The kids get Easter stuff from the Easter Bunny and all the grandparents. Bandits. They make out like bandits.

I guess if we do eat there, I will try to find the most reasonable item on the menu. Most places have salads.

I’m not sure what we’re having at Mom’s. I can find out ahead of time, though.

Yesterday, I foolishly bought a bunch of crap off Instacart: M&Ms, two types of cookies, pop tarts.

Oh yeah, I re-downloaded Instacart.

“Do you have the munchies?” Asks Derek.

Now I have eleven different kinds of crap in my house for every time my resolve fails me. And that’s often, lately.

I had Desmond lock up as much as would fit.

If I track all day, and somehow manage to avoid all or most of the junk, I should still have an okay day.

I think Mom is making a cake, though. Maybe I just have a bite of someone’s. The kids only eat the frosting.

I just think if I go into today without a plan, I’m going to fail again, and I’m going to feel another day worse about myself for failing.

Not to deviate from my topic, but I love that I can hear birds singing outside.

I don’t want to feel bad about myself, anymore. It’s just one more burden I don’t need right now. Or ever, frankly.

Come on. I can do this. I might need help, though, so support me.

Have a swingin’ Saturday, my friends. Thanks for reading. ❤️