LL Day 111 - off the wagon
Oh dear. Not feeling good today. Mixture of uncomfortable tum and guilt.
We went to Geneva for the weekend to visit Andrew's family. I explained the situation to avoid mishaps, and they were very supportive, but I was my own worst enemy.
Got there on the Friday, and went to restaurant with all the family (eight of us). That was fine, I just had water, whilst they ate. What I didn't know was that Andrew's uncle and aunt had bought champagne and cake in our honour, which was opened when we got back to their house. I had a mouthful of champagne, and avoided the cake.
We were staying with aunt & uncle that night. When we went to bed, they'd left us two big boxes of Swiss chocs in our room as a gift. I was very tempted to crack them open there and then! But resisted.
Saturday was fine, until we went to Andrew's mum's house. She was having a party, and there was lots of food. Some had been bought/made especially for me, as I'm quite tricky to cater for. I made the decision that to avoid offence, I would have some - just a little. There was more champagne, and Andrew gave me mine in a sherry glass, which was good as it meant I didn't have much more than a mouthful.
But, as I'd 'allowed' myself to eat, I went beserk. Didn't leave the buffet table alone all evening. Got very full, very quickly, and didn't feel good, but that didn't stop me.
In an odd way, it's fortunate that I'm allergic to the cat as it meant we could make our excuses and leave before the puddings came out. They looked amazing, and I'd have really let myself down!
We were staying at a hotel that night, near the airport, as we had an early flight. Got back and in a moment of madness, I opened one of the boxes of chocolates. Shared a few with Andrew, but did almost the entire box before falling asleep with a major sugar headache.
The next morning, I threw the scant remains of the box away. One day off the wagon, and had to get straight back on again.
Avoiding the plane food was easy. We got back home to see what mess the builders had left us (doing some work in our bedroom and the sitting room). I was tired, and a bit cranky. You can guess what's coming next ..... the other box of chocolates got opened. I troughed almost all of them, Andrew didn't get a look in.
Another sugar headache, combined with a major guilt trip made a very sulky Amanda.
But that really was it, no more rubbish food in the house, and back to the shakes. A friend came over to help us strip wallpaper. At the end of a long day, Andrew took him out for dinner as a thank you. He then rang me from the restaurant to say how good the food was, and did I want anything bringing back.
That tripped me. I was trying hard to be good, and really didn't need temptation waved under my nose when I was already finding it really hard. I said no, and sat and seethed at home.
Then found myself across the road at the garage, buying a huge bar of fruit & nut, which I scoffed before they got back.
New start today .....