My family went out to Denny's for breakfast. I was up before all of them (I always am), but still in boxers and a teeshirt. When I heard that, I got ready as fast as I could, then changed my mind. So here I am at home while my family enjoys Denny's.
I DON'T do this often. When my family goes out to eat, normally I go with them, and order the least-horrible thing I can find and eat half. But I just didn't think I NEEDED Denny's today. So instead, I stayed home and ate 1 1/2 mini vanilla pancakes that have been in the fridge since a few days ago. I'm saving the rest for tomorrow. I still want them, but I want to prove to myself that I can leave food on my plate if I so choose.
But now I'm just sort of stuck. I'm just feeling sort of sad I guess. I would have felt worse if I'd have gone to Denny's and scarfed down 3-4 pancakes with butter and syrup, with eggs and toast, because I know I would have. Then I made this Campbells soup, and quite honestly it's gross. I'm not a very picky eater but it just tastes revolting, so I'm trying to get together a decent lunch and make myself feel better. And it's 11:55. Normally I'm done exercising around this time, today I haven't even started.
Why am I so upset over not going to Dennys? I don't get it. I'm not even really CRAVING it as I sit here and type, either, but I do feel sad, like I lost something.
EDIT: Also, there's a 4oz bag of skittles sitting on my moms desk that I asked her to hide from me for a while, and nobody is home. And it's sitting. In. Plain. Sight. I don't want it now, but that could change any second.

Why not give the skittles to someone? Then they won't just be sitting there calling your name. Get rid of them. When I go shopping, I don't even go down the no no aisles. You know the ones with the sodas, chips, candies, ect. Don't torture/tempt yourself by having that junk in front of you.
I so rarely get time to myself. BUT, I really like the idea of choosing the healthiest thing on the menu while sharing a nibble of something scrumptious with a family member. My husband and I sometimes order something healthy and something more of a treat and split them both.