I had a slight emotional meltdown last night. I won't go in to the details, but it wasn't good. I think I was just tired and relieved to have the boy home and pissed at myself for having popcorn at the movies and french fries at dinner. Feh. Also, I think "that time of the month" might have a little something to do with it. We had a long talk though, and I'm feeling better about myself and the things that I want. I mean I guess I've always known at some level what I want, but I haven't always been able to do what it takes to get there.
Today we went to the grocery store and stocked up on healthy foods, and we have a plan to stop eating out so much. I've been trying to lose weight pretty much ever since I've known him, and he's always been supportive, but I've always felt like this is something I should be able to do on my own. I think I'm finally realizing that I need help and I need as much support as I can possibly get. If I'm feeling weak or vulnerable, I can turn to him and ask for help. It's okay. It really is.
So tomorrow the plan is go on a long bike ride and make some yummy meals out of all the food we bought. I'll let you know how it goes. :)