Today has been the hardest hands down. My husband made this killer smelling crock pot dream come true and I cannot have it. The smell is dancing around the house like a bunch of Americans at a Hawaiin Luau. Ohh..I wish I could have it.
I've been tired, hungry and significantly more moody than normal. Is that possible?
I had the chicken soup last night. Not sure I would call it soup. Maybe more like foam. It satisfied some deep lingering desire to eat something hot. But that was about it. I'm not quitting. I'm not giving up. I've been an entire week! 23 more weeks to go damn it before I reach my goal weight!!
I did get my exercise in. 4 miles of walking. I'm trying to do that every single day.
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