Emotional Eating

Boy, oh, boy am I an emotional eater!  I've had a lot of stress the past few days.  Stuart's gone again for who knows how long, and we've had some CG *issues* for the past few months that haven't been resolved yet.  I've got a very temperamental two year old here, and a five year old that REALLY misses dad.

I have been CRAVING carbs for the last week.  The good thing (if you can look at it that way) is that it's been a long pay period and we're kinda low on groceries until payday, so there's not much TO eat around here.  That's probably my saving grace right now.  

I've been doing a good job since May basically eating 4 small meals a day.  I stay within my points target, I don't feel hungry, and I'm losing consistently.  This last week, though, I have about 3 hours in the afternoon where I am snacky.  I mean, I could eat and eat mindlessly, given the opportunity.  I try to eat string cheese and something else - a 100 calorie bag of popcorn, some carrot sticks, a pickle - something.  Today it's not cutting it.

So, instead of opening and closing cabinet doors and trying to will some ice cream to appear in the freezer, I figured I'd write a blog and whine about it.  I don't feel much better, but at least I'm not eating!  :)