So I'm finally down a few pounds from my horrible binge this weekend. 2 more pounds to go before I'm back the lowest point I was about a week ago. Gah, now that I just read that sentence it sounds awfully confusing. Let me word this out more appropriately: I'm not near the lowest point I've ever been in my life weight wise, but I'm almost to the lowest point I've been in the past 4'ish years or so. Ok. That sounded better.
I feel like during the week, I stick with my diet SO well, but on the weekends, I completely mess up all the hard work I did during the week. I've GOT to work on that.
And ya'll. I am so lazy when it comes to cleaning & doing laundry during the week. LIKE I HATE IT. I find so many excuses to wait until Sundays to catch up on housework. It's so ridiculous. BUTTTTTTTTTT, yesterday...I got home from work and cleaned my place from top to bottom, washed dishes, did laundry, organized all of my jewelry. I was so proud of myself. Eeeek! So here's a little peak...once again. My iPhone lighting sucks. Sorry.