Last Night Could Have Been Bad

Last night has to stay embedded in memory.  It was a slippery slope that could have turned into an ugly long drop.  Things built up all day and by late night overload.  Mindless march to the frig time.  Something was saying cheese over and over again. Why cheese, who knows. Like a dairy product would make it all go away?  Everyones world would then be wonderful, wouldn't that be good (along with tasty).  Thank goodness there was only one slice left there.   With that munched on it all went to a weird mix of anger.  First because there was no more cheese (how old am I?) and then because I had gotten to munching and letting things get the better of me. The ending  piece that has to burn into the brain is the realization that I let emotions talk way to much in my head as I get older.   After thinking probably way to much about it, it seems frustration is the top of the list.

BBL (this will not be an other one of those days ;-) keep repeating )

OK it is not about cheese but thought it was funny.

Mumbling... remember last night, today like a mantra.  It is the not being able to change or let go of frustrating things.  The things that are not going anywhere but keep repeating.  Reread part of the YOAD book on emotional eating.  It is fine but not really on the target.  The food is a quick straight  in the vein fix. It is tasty and good right then and there, it is cheap and doable, not illegal.  Ok it does not last but sometimes something tasty right then  just seems to fight with the, you will be better off  down the road with out it. Making more frustration. With each frustration bump today thoughts of grab a candy bar, look Oberwise ice cream up the road or maybe a big sloppy pizza for dinner scream out.  Last night and the sore muscles from renewed workouts fight back, are you nuts.  Maybe.