Overwhelmed

To say I am overwhelmed would be an understatement. We moved when I had about 2 weeks left of work. I finished out the school year with only a couple rooms in the house put together and a bunch of stuff in storage. We got the stuff out of storage the day after school ended. That was Saturday. To date most of it is still piled up in my living room. This is the first room you see when you walk in the door or when you go the potty. AHHHHHH... Between taking care of my daughter and getting other stuff done I have not gotten to unpack any of it. Every time my mother comes over she comments on it. My anxiety just continues to climb.

On a brighter note...I insisted on going through my clothes as I moved them toward where they needed to be. That way I could put them where they belonged as opposed to piling them up in space bags and crates. My mother thought I should put them in spare room and deal with them later. Well... I went through them today and I found 2 bags with clothes in my size. A couple with clothes too small but now I have shirts to wear on vacation. I called mom and said na na na na na na. Now I have a pile of clothes to go to good will. I think I will take them to the local mental institution.

So here I am typing on my blog when I should be unpacking. Hubby is going to a race track with his motorcycle tomorrow (in NJ-3 hours away). He is coming back tomorrow night. We will pack on Friday to leave for vacation (in NJ-3hours away) for a week on Saturday. My house will still be a mess when I return. Needless to say I am not a happy puppy.

Good thing is I have remained on points for 3 days straight. We ate a quick dinner on the way to my brothers this evening. I planned ahead and ate only what I planned. I was well within my points today. My daughter has diarrhea and yet I remained on points and made good food choices. I am irritated with my husband and yet I did not binge. I am totally anxious about the house but I did not eat all the crackers and cheese in the fridge. There have been a couple times when I wanted to eat but I said to myself, "You do not want to remain this weight and that food will not help." Seriously I feel like I am quitting smoking all over again.