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.