I did great all day. I did great for almost two weeks! But I came home from church and saw that hubby and Stephen were still sitting on the couch watching TV and I got frustrated. Stephen came over around 9 this morning to wash and dry his work clothes. Still not done at 4:30. Dinner that I started cooking at 10 was still in the oven. Yah, frustrated.
So I took it out me, of course! Even though I had already eaten, I loaded my plate up with smothered chicken and a half potato. I’m pretty sure I’ll be the death of me.
And right when I was doing so well.
That’s just like me
And I hate it.