Or whichever deity will help me KILL THESE CRAVINGS. This feeling is why I have tried and failed to jump back on the CICO train several times over the past few months and always fallen off into a giant bowl of pudding. Or an enchilada casserole. Or a baguette sandwich. Whichever.
I've lost 40 pounds in the past and then gained it back plus some (thanks, birth control patch) and I thought I might lose a little when getting off of the patch, but I gained another 2 pounds instead. Woo! So now it's back to the grind, and this post is making it OFFICIAL. It's 8:11pm my time, I'm out of calories, and I will drag my bloated ass through the rest of the day and the next few months if it's the only thing I do, DAMNIT.
BUT GOD DAMNIT I WANT SOME MAC N CHEESE.
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