I was up on the scale.

I was out of coffee.

I got in a dress that was a lot smaller.

I had to go to a funeral for a 7 month old baby.

I had to help serve lunch for funeral.

I resisted dessert at funeral meal.

I resisted the girl scout cookies someone left on the counter.

I didn't stop on the way home for another diet soda.

I wore panty hose today and heels.

I am home with my healthy family.

I have no plans for the evening but my MED.

I would like to clean house not because I like to clean house but because I need to clean house.

I supported a friend today.

I had to take 1/2 a day off of work.

I had an old friend involved in a head on wreck with a semi today walk away with whiplash.

I drove to New Mexico to pick up my daughter who had been sick and staying with Grammy.

I drove 150 miles today.

Except for this morning, my mind has been too preoccupied to think about food. In the past, this kind of nothing happening day would have sent me into a "let's go out to eat and binge because it's easier" sort of mode. I am sad and blue about today but I am not going to let those feelings affect the progress I have made on this journey. I will be comforted by my family tonight and not by food. I will reward my body with a nice long walk instead of carbs. I will feel good tomorrow when I wake up because I will know that I did the best I could for myself today.