Since I've been working (a little less frantic this week, thanks), I've been feeling richer. Yesterday I bought a completely non-necessary decorating book and today I got a few things at $5 Below for my valiant, stressed out middle daughter who is managing 8th grade and Algebra 2 and the basketball season. Oh, and I bought her some rose shaped bath petals on sale at Pier One. And some for me. And some bath fizzers for my 8 year old. Leaving out the usual fountain drinks and this morning's latte.
I didn't go out and buy a Jag or a timeshare or a new dining room set, but it adds up, you know. Just like yesterday with the two peanut butter bears plus the mini candy cane and the York patty and the two squares of chocolate... One or two of those is fine, but add them all up and you've undone a lot of the good work accomplished in Zumba.
For a few days I hope to track food AND spending. I bought (!) a little notebook and I'm tracking $$ on one side and food on the other. Should be enlightening.
Edited to add, I just found this "before" picture of myself-- fall of '08 sometime, I think. And I look at it and think Really? Wow! What a very large bottom! Funkadelic! I'm not self-hating about it-- I was happy then, I'm happy now. But I admit I am a shade happier that I don't have the buffalo hump anymore. I think my poor bod was trying to find the most tactful places possible to store the fat, but it finally had to give up and start stowing it on my shoulders and yet more in my can... perhaps hoping I wouldn't notice it there. The title says it all: I never quite registered the silhouette you see here. Somehow it didn't seem real to me. Those staring red numbers on the glucometer were a lot more persuasive.