Thanks you guys
Unfortunately, I had a bad Sunday and celebrated my 30# loss with a day off plan. It didn't seem to hurt me as far as I can tell, I maintained that 30# plus lost about 0.5 more (during the week I tend to weigh every day, but I take the numbers with a grain of salt... for some reason, I always show a good loss on Saturday mornings, maybe because it's my sleep late day).
Just a poor decision, I didn't do it for any reason other than I was feeling rebellious I guess. I had lunch out with my sis in law and a friend, then dinner out with Jeremy. Salad with Jess and Karen, this was probably OP though I don't know about the sauce. Chicken wraps with Jer, which was really not on plan, it had basil mayo, turkey bacon, cheddar cheese (probably not low fat) and of course the tortilla itself was off plan.
I was lucky I had no problem going back on plan again on Monday, though the hungries hit more often than not.
I am still struggling with getting all of my meals in. What seems to happen, every day, is I fall asleep shortly after getting home from work, just after meal 4. By the time I wake up, I am late for meal 5, and then I don't want to have meal 6 at all. I forced it last night and went to bed feeling grossly full.
I know I really should just reschedule everything to maybe an hour earlier, have 2.5 hours between meals instead of 3 hours, but it always seems like I can't eat on time at work. I have my first 3 meals at work, the 4th as soon as I get home, then 5 and 6 in the evening. Meals 1-3 are always out of whack, depending on what ends up on my desk during that day.
Still feeling really out of place in the world too. And this week, I have been suffering severely from homesickness. I am almost exactly 4 years in Montreal, not visiting home once, though I have been to visit my Grandma twice a year since I came. I'm not sure if it is the weather - we broke the record for most snowfall recorded last week, and since then we've had another 2 feet, with another 8-12 inches expected this weekend, and another 6 or so expected next week. In Augusta at this time of year, the dogwoods and magnolias should be starting to bloom.. the city smells wonderful (if you are one of the lucky ones not affected by pollen allergies).. and everyone is in short sleeves. Yesterday, I had to shovel my car out of 3 feet of snow in order to drive home (thank heavens we have indoor parking at home though, and the condo maintenance clears the driveways!!!).
I don't really miss my parents, brother and sister, who don't really want anything to do with me (I'm a heathen liberal yankee now).. But I do miss how it used to be I guess.
None of this is to say I'm not happy in Montreal.. I am truly truly blessed to have found Jeremy, and his amazing, incredible, loving family. I have managed to figure out how to legally have a full time job even though I am not a legal resident here yet, we have 2 fantastic pets and great friends. I am closer to my Grandma than I have ever been, both in physical distance and in our relationship.
I am clearly in a place in my life, emotionally, mentally, to be able to follow a plan to lose weight for the first time in the 10 years it took me to gain all of this.
I just need to remember those things I suppose.. and maybe this displaced feeling I have will eventually go away.