It's Been A Hard Day

80% of the time this journey isn't too hard for me.  My band controls my appetite and I can make good food choices.  I now enjoy exercise.  Life just seems to go pretty smoothly.

Then there is the 20%.

Like today.

Which has SUCKED (and that is putting it nicely).

The repairman finally showed up to fix the washer.  But his verdict:  the motor is out.  On my electronic washer.  Which means.....shell out 500+ to fix it or buy a new washer.

We will be shopping for a non-electronic model.  By the way, mine was only 3 years old.  Top of the line.  But naturally it is out of warranty.  Sigh. 

And the washing machine verdict has created a lot of marital tension.  So, I am emotionally a basket case. 

Then, when I picked Hannah up as school she was limping.  Her ankle is completely swollen and I am 90% sure she has sprained it.  She is lying on the couch elevating her leg with an ice pack on it.

And if that weren't enough, I am still off the go-go juice (sugar).  For 48 hours now I have been sugar-free. Which is why I have a huge headache and want to spit nails at the people I love.

I want to cry.

I want to stuff a big fat chocolate chip cookie in my mouth. I want to drown my sorrows in a sea of cupcakes.

The one thing I needed to do today to make myself feel better was to go to the gym .  But that didn't happen. Because life got in the way.

And the old friend "food" that I relied on for so long is no longer an option. 

So, I am sitting here blogging.  Hoping that by writing exactly how it feels in real life it will in some way cleanse the crap from my day.

Some days are so much harder than the others.  I know I am making the right decision by staying away from the cookie jar.  It doesn't make it any easier though.

It is still hard.  Hard.  Hard.  Hard.