Meh

So, sadly, since my last post, things have not gone as great.

One thing I know about myself is that I'm an emotional eater. If I am upset, I crave those comforting foods, and preferably stuff I don't have to prep. Yes, I am the girl who cries over a pint of ice cream.

Granted, I didn't eat a pint of ice cream, but I didn't eat healthy either.

Saturday started off really well. I made a very tasty frittata for Mark and I. I sauteed some red peppers, red onions, zucchini, turkey sausage, and red chard leaves. When they were fairly cooked down, I added a mixture of 5 eggs and 3 egg whites that I had whipped up so that it would have lots of bubbles in it, making it nice and airy. I put it all together and put it in the oven at 400 degrees for about 10 minutes. (I left it in my frying pan, because it was one less dish, and it is 100% metal, so nothing would melt) He and I each had 1/4 of it, and I threw some salsa over mine. Quite tasty! I also learned yesterday and this morning that it does re-heat well for a nice quick breakfast. I also learned this morning that my microwave is now broken :( Maybe now I'll get the Hello Kitty one at Target XD I'm sure Mark will love that...lol.

Saturday evening, I had to work, and there were a lot of horrible people. I don't know who you-know-what'ed in their wheaties, but it seemed like every third or fourth customer was a jerk. Normally, I can deal with it just fine, but I hadn't had anything but a Larabar (cashew cookie...yummm) since the breakfast frittata, so grouchy me came out, and I just festered more about it after work. I ended up dumping paleo for the night and getting myself a personal sized pizza from the freezer section and some chocolate for dessert. I suppose it could have been worse-- it could have been a full pizza and I could've eaten the whole thing.

Sunday, again, started out great. Had left over frittata for breakfast before work, had some almonds while at work, and left hungry, but still on track. I got home, had some shrimp cooked in a little honey and raw coconut (so tasty!), and some stir fry veggies. However, not long after that, some issues started to arise that got me completely out of whack.

I'm supposed to be going on a trip for a seminar this week. I was informed on Sunday that because the girl who made the reservations for the room has some kind of personal issues with me (which I'm still completely in the dark about O_o), that I have to find alternate rooming arrangements. So, needless to say, I start freaking out. I leave on Wednesday, and I go from having my room paid for by a student organization to having to shell out probably $300 for a room. It would freak anyone out, especially a poor grad school student! So, after crying hysterically for an hour-- mostly for me not knowing what I did to make someone who was supposed to be a good friend of mine hate me enough to put me out on the street in Vegas, but also for the whole me not knowing what I was going to do-- it was time for Mark to pick me up so we could go do a karaoke competition at this little Mexican restaurant down the street. So, red-eyed and puffy faced, I go out to the car, and proceed to cry for another 1/2 hour before making Mark go buy me eye drops at Walgreens (he's so good to me :) ). Annnnd of course, when we get to the restaurant, diet goes out the window again. I have chips, I have my shrimp fajitas (complete with flour tortillas), and on top of that, Mark and I split a piece of chocolate cake *facepalm*

Again, it could have been much worse, but I have to find a way to channel my emotions better, and not let things go out the window. I think it boils down to the instant gratification. The stuff tastes and feels good for a while, but to be honest, my stomach feels like crap today :/