Today’s been one of those days. I woke up with the blahs and can’t seem to shake ‘em. I haven’t had a meal all day… just been noshing on bits and pieces. This has contributed to the feelings of blahs.
I’m looking forward to going home and warming up some leftovers (pot roast). Hopefully a little comfort food will help me snap out of it.
Pheh.
I’ve had many days where I don’t feel like eating anything. But even when that happens, I try and eat something. Something, even if it’s a peice of bread or a few crackers. Otherwise, I’ll end up going on a binge/purge spree, feel guilty and engage in naughty behaviors. Trust me, I know from experience.