Confession...sleep walking and worried about the holiday
Time for a confession. First off to explain this I have to say I work out of town Monday through Thursday. Last weekend I walked into my house on Thursday night and was welcomed by the smell of fresh baked sugar cookies. MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE. My daughter had made them for a friend's birthday. I didn't eat any but my insides got all riled up and I was miserable wanting...wanting...wanting... I went to bed and during the night I was sleep walking... I haven't done that for ages. I overate on at least three things that I didn't even want and wouldn't have even been tempted to eat if I were awake. (Thank God the sugar cookies were out in the garage or I would have had a very angry daughter.)
In the morning the empty bowls and leftovers from my middle of the night foray were there to stare me in the face. My husband couldn't believe it. He says whenever I do this he doesn't hear a thing. He thinks I must move like a ghost. Which I certainly can't claim that the rest of the time. I TRULY BELIEVE THE WHOLE EPISODE WAS SET OFF BY THE SMELL AND SIGHT OF THOSE DARN COOKIES.
So ever since I have been forcing myself to stay on plan and it has been getting easier again.
I am so worried about the holidays as I know how tempting it will be to have all those treats laid out before me forever... We go to my brother's. My mom and all my sibs, their spouses, children and grandchildren are there. Everybody tries to out do it each other in the food and beverage department. It's always been really fun but I can imagine it will be uncomfortable this year even if I do just over eat a little. It goes on for three days. Most of us stay there in his mansion. I live 350 miles away so going home isn't an option.
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