Day Nine - One day at a time

Still am not counting calories or getting much in the way of exercise, unless you count pacing the floor. Last night was miserable. My youngest always picks up on the moods of the house and he knows I’m upset so he is too so we were up late and then early. Spent a good bit of the day at the hospital again, will likely do it again. For all my hopes that 2012 would be a better year than the last one, it’s not working out so well just yet. But, again, I’m not too concerned. Yes, I should have had the salad rather than the pizza (and it wasn’t even great pizza) but I did have a chicken salad for dinner so there. Yes, I should probably have picked water over soda (even if it was Coke Zero), but I wanted the sugar and the caffeine. I haven’t written anything other than these blog posts since friday night. I’ve tried, it’s just not working.

Tomorrow is another day. And that’s really all we can do - one day, one step, one minute at a time.