A Weekend of Eats

This weekend was one of mixed feelings and results.

Mr. Wolf may be coming to see me next month, all he needs is to get his vacation time approved by his work. I have this weird fear that they'll say "No, sorry, we're too busy, not now." So part of my long MLK weekend was spent sleeping. Another part was spent eating. And yes, I did do stuff like take out 3 bags of trash and wash dishes and vaccuum.

I guess I'm sitting wondering where my overeating urges come from. I know it's a form of self medication, but what is it that I'm either wanting to feel, or want to cover-up feeling? So bear with me if this is a kind of rambling spiel. I mostly just want to get the thoughts about it out of my head so I'll have a clear day.

Am I afraid that Mr. Wolf won't come? Yes. What's the worse that can happen... he can reschedule for a later date at another time. Am I worried that our attraction won't last or be there when that time comes? Hell no. I know it will be. Is it that it's something I've been really looking forward to? Yes. Would I be disappointed? Yes, but I'll live.

So maybe this isn't all attached to Mr. Wolf.

Last night it occured to me that I haven't been moving (read: exercise) in a long time. I know that when I'm walking to and from school, my spirits are lifted and my mood is elevated. I'm more relaxed, and more focused. Maybe I'm eating to regain those feelings. If so, then rather than eat a bunch of junk and buy a bunch of junk that I don't need to put in my body, I should walk to school today.

/looks at the package of coconut macaroons and the one of oreos.

Oh yeah, I guess I should take these to the teacher's lounge too.