I Think My New Scale is Broken Too

Because I certainly did not truly gain 1.8 lbs. this week. I'm sure of it. Okay, well, maybe not entirely sure.

I'm a little bit concerned today with the way my entire day (or weekend) can be thrown off by a tiny little thing going wrong. I mean, I've had a rough week personally, a rough couple weeks actually. But I was okay, until waking up yesterday, I just felt wrong. I never really got myself out of the funk, and then I woke up today in another one (or still in the same one?).

Anyhow, I didn't walk Friday or Saturday, but I made myself do it today. And that's truly what it was, making myself. I wanted to just lie on the couch and watch a week's worth of Oprah and Ellen on my DVR. And I ate way too many honey roasted peanuts this afternoon. I bought a huge jar of them because they were on an end cap at Wal-mart, which is always a poor reason to buy anything.

I didn't eat any fruit yet today, and I forgot my vitamin yesterday. Oh, and I think I drank maybe half a glass of water yesterday, and way too many Diet Cokes.

So, I'm planning to start all over tomorrow and do better this week. Hopefully work won't be crazy, and the personal life will be peaceful and calming, and I'll soon be feeling like my sarcastic perky self.