Well, I caught myself about to binge. I stayed at my parents place for the first time in years, (my mother is a heavy smoker and I can't stay in the house for more than a couple of hours at a time. I usually stay at a hotel when I visit for more than a few hours) and the fridge had no fresh veggies, and the house was full of treats! Cookies, fudge, butter tarts, chocolate cream rolls, chocolates, chips etc.

My aunt had left a tuna and potato casserole. I had that then had a tart for dessert. Then a piece of fudge. (Did I mention that it was a very stressful day, at work in the morning, then at the hospital, then at home, while my aunt and uncle were telling me how worried they are about my mothers confusion, and my dad's heart condition. )

Next I picked up a chocolate cream role, took a bite. As I was chewing, I realized I was starting a binge. I realized it wouldn't help me deal with stress. I realized that what I was eating wasn't delicious or worth a load of calories. I realized that I had the power to stop.

I spit out what was in my mouth and tossed the rest of the cream roll.
I got out my knitting, and didn't eat again that evening.

I put everything out of site the next night, and just had a piece of fudge after supper, which was my own home made with fresh broccoli, chicken and 2 mini potatoes. Green salad on the side. AHHHH, I felt SOOO much better. Now that was a stress buster.

Tonight, when I got home, my husband had a fresh made supper ready, then we had a bath and some lovin', and now are sitting by the fire.
That is the PERFECT stress buster. what a great guy.

Dad is doing ok, there are some mysteries about his condition, but he agrees not to go home to the smoke, so our big problem will be getting care for my mother. Her confusion is getting worse, and she isn't eating well now.
Ok, I think I've got it all out now. Thanks for listening.
