Feeling much better and less ansty.

I’m back to the being hungry at night thing, which isn’t so bad. My usual help at making poor eating choices are all ditching me this week for poor reasons such as honeymoons, work functions, visiting friends from out-of-town, and rivalry football games (Go Beavs!) It’s just as well. This holiday season is not helping my lack of willpower at all. I even stole a doughnut today (it was from a co-worker, who had almost a dozen of them left after a meeting, so I don’t feel guilty at all.)

Which is not to say that I won’t go to Buffalo Wild Wings tomorrow and make a lunch out of a bunch of fried chicken that really seems more like fried bits than actual chicken. It seems to be a Thursday ritual at work, and a darn unhealthy one at that. Now that I start mentioning food, I’m craving the things I can’t remember the names of at the Guatemalan restaurant in downtown Hillsboro. I’m off to distract myself so I don’t wake myself up with the growling of my stomach. Mind over matter, after all.