Well weighed today and status quo is 115, and I'm happy with that. Dad wants to go get DQ Tacos tonight, so I will manage my lunch eating to adjust for that. That is my game all along to ebb and flow and sometimes splurge on foodage.
Hubs and I are getting along better. I'm going to get his pickup from the yard tonight, so I can drive it some this week. I like driving the big truck sometimes, but I love my old truck more because it is my baby. I always kind of side eye Hubs' truck when I get in it. Worrying about finding cigarette lighters or spit cups. That is a lot of the reason I prefer my truck; no triggering items in it. In my heart, I feel he is deceptive about the nicotine addiction. The lighters keep appearing randomly and it bothers me. He fibbed about the dip can being in his jeans all weekend when it was certainly not. Is it a little lie? Yes, but a lie is a lie. He got angry when I questioned him about it. Some BS about it being easier to not do it, if it is available to him. Supposedly that is how he quit smoking was choosing not to when it was available. I keep praying for hope in my marriage. Some days are easier than others.
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