Day 8 - true confessions

FOOD - Wednesday afternoon I ate one very small chocolate-caramel egg, a sandwich, yogurt, and 2 string cheese sticks. Coffee in the late afternoon. For supper I had one of those Weight Watcher meals: Santa Fe chicken. I also had a small can of pineapple chunks and a banana. Just prior to the Project Runway finale I lost my mind and had a substantial bowl of tortilla chips with salsa, and when I ran out of chips I reasoned it was best to eat more so I could "use up the rest of the salsa." Unfortunately, warning bells did not sound when I reached for 5 oreo cookies afterwards. So, it was a reasonably good day until 9:22pm when I decided to undermine everything. Today I have eaten a Trail Mix bar and a Nutrigrain bar and Rob sent me with tortellini, a bowl of lettuce leaves, and 2 slices of bread for lunch. I'm not optimistic that I'll make it to dinnertime on this and am already worried about it.

MOOD - I'm actually concerned I haven't got enough food to get me through today. This worry is not uncommon for me, I've had it before -- you'd think I was planning on being dropped on a deserted island with only the food I have by my side, not that I worked in a plentiful country with at least 150 different dining choices within a half-mile radius. There must be something to this feeling. I don't understand it.