...to go to my mother's funeral, that is. It happened a few days ago, so I'm past the worst of it at least until the actual services which I know will be tough.
I'm going off protocol somewhat. Doesn't mean I'll be cramming donuts and cupcakes down my pie hole though. I'm just accepting that it's too weird for days on end to be saying no to this or that placed on the table wherever we're at. Good thing is most of my relatives are diabetic, so it's not like anyone is going to be throwing big boxes of danishes and big heaping bowls of mashed potatoes on the table expecting everyone to happily dig in. And I'm planning to get a 4 pack of protein shakes at the local Walmart when we get there for my breakfasts if it turns out that the hotel's idea of breakfast is sweet fluffy carbs with coffee. My idea of off plan is mostly allowing myself to eat cheese, eat fried chicken strips, but not going after french fries, soda pop, etc.. Exception to that is I'll be making my dad a cherry pie sweetened with stevia. His favorite pie in the whole world is cherry pie and now he has no one to make it for him. And it would look strange for me to fix it and not have a tiny sliver myself.
I'm really proud of the fact that I've lost 20 lbs so far. I guess I'm just seeking some sympathetic approval of my decision to go a little off plan for the next few days.