The quest for happy imperfection…

… are often ruined by cats. Yesterday was supposed to be a good day. I was prepared for my meals the next day, and I was going to bed early so I could wake up early enough to work out in the morning before work. That’s right, was going to bed early. Until I realized that the cat had peed on my bed. And pooped. Oh yeah, and covered it up with a blanket. Yeah, like I wasn’t going to find it. Gross. So, instead of drifting off into dreamland, I was steamcleaning, washing, and cursing under my breath. Once I finally got to bed (in my mother’s bed- she’s out of town and I’m stuck here with Poopapalooza), there was no peace for the restless, since both cats decided that they wanted to sleep ON me- including walking all over me while trying to find the perfect squishy spot (Plenty of those to go around!)

So, I didn’t get up early. But, I had my meals all planned out, tracked my calories, drank my water, etc.

Things were going fabulously… until dinner. Dad called, wanted to go out to dinner before he leaves for three weeks to climb a gigantic mountain. No, seriously. And on a side note- how sad is it that my father, 30 years older than me, is climbing gigantic mountains and I sound like an asthmatic when I climb stairs? (And no, I don’t even have asthma. Just fat)

And Dad wants to go to Calimjumper. No biggie- their nutrition info is online. So, like the ever clever little planner I am, I get online and search for the perfect meal… and search… and search… panic sets in- everything on the menu is like 2000 calories! Holy crap! I only find a handful of things that are under 1000 calories- and they’re side dishes or small plate appetizers! Eek! So, I decide on the macademia nut halibut. It’s 1000 calories give or take and figure I’ll eat half. I have a snack at home before I go (I feel so brilliant for that. BTW.) and order up when I get there. Unfortunately, my halibut seemed more like dried out chicken (tres gross) and I send it back (Dad did the same with his- I’m not super picky- swear!) and got the clubhouse sandwich instead. 1380 calories- but got broccoli instead of fries and only ate half. Would have been good for the day’s calories if it hadn’t been for the cupcake. Damn you red velvet cupcakes. I swear- Claimjumper’s red velet cupcakes are pretty much my favorite dessert ever. And once everyonelse at the table ordered dessert… well, I caved. Damn me. Note to self: in the future- do not order the cupcake. You will not miss it. You will not feel more satisfied if you have it. Avoid the cupcake. Hell, avoid Claimjumper.

Anyways, while I screwed up a few times, I still made some decisions I can feel good about. Onwards and upwards!