Home from work suuuuper fucking early tonight.
We were SO slow, 2 of us went.
I'm currently contemplating whether to go to the gym or a party... The fiance hasn't' texted me back about the party, and I feel a bit guilty going without him and without hearing from him, AND I REALLY should do a workout... Plus all those liquid calories...
My fun side is saying I should enjoy my night off, even though I'll be THE oldest person at this party... But my mature side is saying to clean the house, do a workout, and relax a bit...
I'm staying home no matter how mad HP gets...
Some parties are not worth it.
I should have gone to the party...
Instead I had a B&P... I just couldn't stop.
Candy, cookies, chips, cereal, peanut butter.
Now it's swirling in the septic tank while I re-hydrate on the couch... Mad at myself for fucking up a 5 day streak of no purging and a 4 day streak of amazing restricting.
Tomorrow is a new day.