I ate too much today.  I engaged in some major emotional eating that I shouldn’t have.

Blah.

I spent the night alone at home while Kepa was out with friends and I just got really down about the situation. I had a little pity party featuring multiple snacks that weren’t needed. It was easier for me to deal with overeating (what I’m used to) rather than deal with the actual emotions I was feeling (what I’m not used to). After I finished eating and came to my senses I wrote about it. I wrote down all of my thoughts before and after, emotions, all of it. I decided I wouldn’t post it though it did help me move on from the situation.

I have moved on and I’m focusing on the positive. Things aren’t all bad living here (basically my pity party involved being sad about living here and having no friends… lame). Last time I was living in NZ I had a really hard time adjusting but this time does seem to be better. I have a job, a dog, a lovely husband. And truthfully I’m actually starting to make friends here. Even if I don’t have besties I see every weekend I still have a few people to grab coffee with or go for a walk occasionally. Things are slowly improving and I’m making friends and that’s great. I guess I went temporarily insane and turned to food when I shouldn’t have.

It happens.

It happens much less frequently than it previously did.

Progress, not perfection. Right?

The good things about the day: I finished a killer leg workout in the morning, I ate a salad with grilled chicken for lunch, I drank tons of water, I ate multiple veggie servings, I caught up on Project Runway & Glee, I found a cheap sewing class to take and I made plans for next weekend.

Overall, even with the day ending in being alone and overeating, it was still pretty rad. Moving on because tomorrow is going to be a better day (just like the rest of this week that was pretty awesome!)

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