A challenge

today will be a challenge....I only have to/get to work til 11. ( I can only put in 40 hours I had 14 on Monday and 10 on Tuesday, so my week went pretty quickly) Anyway...I am heading home to make lunch for the hubs...that won't be the problem. The problem will be me alone in my house from noon to 3:30 ish....it won't matter if I go through the cupboards and throw out every damned trigger item in the house I will find something to eat should the moment strike. That's the fucked up part of my issue...its not any one particular food or thing that will throw me off, it's whatever is there....SOOO stalker friends. I have a plan! IF I feel a temptation coming on I am going to head to the man cave and do 10 minutes on my elliptical. I had thought that IF I felt a temptation I would pick up a swiffer or the broom, but I really don't like to clean, so that wouldn't really be much of a deterrent! I may also sneak off to Atlantic or Carroll this afternoon as a distraction. What I REALLY should do is tackle Jaci's closet and dresser drawers and sort out what no longer fits, or tackle the massive stacks of paper in the office, but shit, who wants to do that? If it gets as nice as forecasted, I may go clean the garage. Bottom line is I MUST find ways to distract me, should my mind/stomach start wandering. I really don't think it will be much of an issue. Yesterday was a perfect day and I really am not hungry and have had no cravings. Plus, I scale peeked again and its good news, so...I will continue to forge ahead with my proverbial roll of toilet paper in my pocket. (I may need some gold bond soon...:))
I heard this quote the other night...(or something like it, I didn't write it down, so really, its become a quote of my own.)
"This is my life story. I'm not dead yet, so it's an autobiography and I get to decide how it ends."
So, I am deciding....I am going to end it with a smaller ass...