I'm awake at the crack of dawn, when I could be sleeping in. I just don't sleep well without Dave in bed next to me. He will be getting home sometime this afternoon though, and tomorrow morning I won't want to drag my sorry ass out of bed! I really kept myself busy this weekend, and it turned out to be a very good weekend. I went out for happy hour on Friday with some friends, and found myself eating breakfast at IHOP at 3:00 a.m. on Saturday morning. It was a fun evening. I haven't stayed out partying that late in a very long time. On Saturday afternoon, I went with a friend to see the Andy Warhol exhibit, and then we went shopping. I bought some new yarn for scarf knitting, and started working on a scarf for my friend last night. It is soft and fuzzy, and I already love how it is turning out.
I know that this post is probably a boring breakdown of my weekend, but I'm glad that I had things to do instead of sitting around and stewing in my own mind. I haven't done so well with food this weekend though, and I'm not quite sure why. Maybe it is just because Dave is out of town, and eating feels like a chore. I've lost a bit more weight, and two pair of those jeans that have been taunting me in my closet finally fit again. I'm happy about that because I wanted to fit into my clothes again, and they aren't my really sick jeans, so I feel like it is okay. The eating disorder would love for me to lose more weight, but I don't feel like I have to listen to that. I'm more comfortable in my body than I have been in awhile, and while I want to get back on track with my eating, I am finding it very difficult. I'm in a bad pattern of skipping breakfast and lunch, and then eating a small amount of dinner, or just some chips and salsa. I'm glad that I'm writing that here, because it makes me take a closer look at what I'm actually eating, which is not much. In fact, I think right now I'm going to go and fix myself a bowl of oatmeal. I might as well start now if I'm going to get myself back on the right path.
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