Yesterday at my monthly OB appointment I told my doctor that I didn’t really know why I was gaining so much weight, I was really trying to cut out the sugar. Today I ate a double decker oatmeal creme pie, and only then did I look at the package to see the 480 calorie load I had added to my day. And I didn’t even feel bad.
After work I picked Thea up from daycare and drove on snowy slippery surfaces to the stoplight where two lanes of traffic turn onto a major Coralville street. And then I totally cut off an angry man in a minivan just like mine as I merged onto 1st Ave. I did feel bad about that one.
I am feeling fat, flighty and tired.