Barely There

I know it's been over a month since my last post. Things have been too crazy around here. As a result, I'm hanging off the wagon. I haven't totally fallen off but I'm close. Argh! My husband had to have another surgery and I'm preparing for the last day of school [insert sobbing here]. I haven't weighed myself in I don't know how long; I haven't even thought about it. It's probably because I know I'm barely hanging on the wagon.



You know, I really hate when this happens. I don't understand why I keep letting it happen. I envision myself at my goal weight and a huge smile comes across my face. You'd think that would be enough motivation to keep me going but it doesn't seem to be. What's wrong with me?!

I'm dealing with some awful stress these days, thanks to a certain insurance company, and things are just out of control. I'm tired of dealing with all of this crap so I eat. I have got to stop eating when I'm stressed. It's hurting me and my family too much.

I'm off to find myself again and to figure out ways to permanently attach my fat ass to this wagon!