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Wah! This morning I noticed myself feeling depressed and started to get angry about that. Even when I accomplish things I find a way to feel like a failure. >< (This morning I wound up trying to make breakfast, lunches, and cookies for DH to take to an office brunch event. I did that and DH and DD1 were able to leave about the normal time for work and school, but various imperfections throughout the whole process of making things ready just disappointed and discouraged me. :( )
Yesterday I did well with self controlled eating until dinner time. Part of it was eating my feelings, though part of the stuffing my face with bread, dairy, and applesauce was an attempt to pacify my ravaged taste buds that were inflamed by a side dish that I made too spicy by accident. It appears I can be a glutton for punishment as well as an impulsive eater (i.e, glutton in general). Incidentally I have never made or eaten a spicy dish that hot flavor-wise and loved that much. I should have realized that it was trouble because 2 of the ingredients I used were Chicken Andouille sausage and whole roasted Habanero peppers. 0_o (It was a collard green recipe that also had plain artichoke hearts in it. I was concerned about spiciness, so I used only 5 or so Habaneros and I thought that because the artichoke hearts were very plain they would help mute the heat and a dollop of sour cream on top would round the dish off nicely...) As I was eating it my internal theme song was, "Hurt so good" because I kept going back for more even though it was physically painful to eat without something bland, cold and/or sweet to chase it down.
* sigh * All this chasing the wind is tiring and counterproductive, but I keep doing it anyway.
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