I can't be stressed and up late. Late night hours, midnight or so, have always been my snacking witching hours. Tonight, the hubs and the 7 yr old were out fishing and strolled in at 1145 pm. As they're eating dinner... I made myself a snack. Nothing major, 4 saltine and peanut butter sandwiches. I still had calories left for the day, so its not a binge, yet.... that's how I feel. Like I broke my personal goals of not eating after the kitchen is cleaned (I telly self its 'closed').
I know in the grand scheme of things its truly not that big a deal, but I still feel..bleh about it.
Ah well. Tomorrow is a new day