Warning, major self pity ahead. Click elsewhere if you can't stand to hear me whine.
I want food. I want real food. I am tired of high protein shakes and puddings, bars and "entrees". I knew this would come, the restlessness, discontent...the desire to eat for pity's sake.
But I am so cranky today, I cannot stand myself. I want a banana. Or a tuna sandwich. Or something.
Knitting? I am too cranky to knit - This is frightening in itself.
So far, 12 pounds off. Yeah, yeah, it's wonderful and all that crap. I want a Subway sandwich.