Day Three

I'll be honest, I haven't done so good today. I had some breaded chicken breast fillets for supper (leftovers from last night). I wasn't going to. I was just going to have salad. Anyway, I didn't. So I'm feeling guilty about that. Oh well, drinking my water and moving on. Tomorrow, I'm planning on going to the grocery store and getting everything that I need. I'm committing to this. I was so excited about it and instead of dwelling on the times that I've shot myself in the foot, I'm just going to shake off the dust and keep going. That's really all I can do.

UPDATE: Ok, so I don't know if this is related to what I'm cutting back on/out but I am so irritable and ready to kill people today. I have absolutely no patience for anyone. I usually only get this way when Shark Week is approaching but that was done with last week. Perhaps it's the decline in hormones, perhaps it's because I'm not running on much sleep, perhaps it's a combination of things. Anyway, that's how I'm feeling. Also, I'm hungry and thinking about going face first into a plate of nachos.