Another new start for me. My husband and I just moved from eastern Pennsylvania to the midwest. I have yet to find a job but I haven't really been looking that hard either.
Mostly because I have been reading.
I am in love with Portia de Rossi's "Unbearable Lightness". It has once again kick-started my weight loss. It has now replaced "Wasted" as my favorite anorexia autobiography, and I have read a lot of them. I dread lending my nook to any one or having my husband look at it because it is filled with books written by anorexics. It would be kind of a giveaway as to why when he is eating cookies at night before bed, I am having carrots and celery.
But I am good at excuses.
I order nonfat milk in my lattes because they "don't sit as heavy in my stomach".
I drink tea rather than coffee because "coffee makes me too jittery".
I eat fruit because I love it.
I'm not eating because I just ate/don't feel well/not in the mood/hornier when I'm hungry.
The last excuse on the list is a surefire way to get my husband not to make me over eat.