Ms Elizabeth's Journal, 30 August 2013

I'm kickin butt! My eating was spot on yesterday. I even managed not to add a candy bar to the cart while the kids were picking things out. Well 9 yr old picks things out.. lil man just likes to chuck things into the cart. We even went past the lil end cap thingy with the halloween candy and none of it found its way into the cart. Yay me! That was followed by Mcdonalds where 9 yr old got an ice cream cone and nuggets.. I got my salad and dinner for everyone else. My only fail was snagging one of lil man's nuggets but really? I had the calories for it and it was only 1 nugget in the face of entire walls of candy bars so I still say score!

So what do I do today? Well hubby and I talked things out.. loudly.. with alot of huffing and eye rolling. We're good. So long as we're good and we're happy what everyone else does or says doesn't matter. Kitten? She doesn't matter. She's a pain in the butt and likes to stir up trouble and lies and cheats and steals but she doesn't matter when it comes to us. We're good and she isn't going to come between that. He did have a valid point though... Every time she decides to drop in or stops in to steal gas from the barn when he's gone or not looking or spreads lies about me at the school my daughter goes to or talks crap about me to everyone I know in town... he doesn't have control over what she does but I still end up getting upset at him. His relationship with her has changed because of what she's done but what else can he do? Somehow I need to be better than that and not let her ruin the best things in my life. The girl is toxic and I just have to accept that and learn how to not let her poison my life. I ended up being an hour late for work so we could talk and I snagged a leftover piece of pizza from earlier in the week. Crappy but... It's recorded in my other food log, today is cardio, and I will be spot on the rest of the day so pizza for breakfast is ok. Not great but ok. And the house should be drama free for a while. Her gas tank is full again.. that should give me at least a week. And... today is cardio so I can run myself silly and day dream about the day that I'm all buff. On the bright side... as I get buff hubby is supportive and grins a lil when I tell him what I did in the gym each day. lol Maybe he's just glad I've stopped telling him about my meeting on semicolons or hyphenation. Yes.. my job is that boring.