I have dug myself a hole of procrastination that there may be no rescue from. National Board Certification sucks.
In other news, I told my hubby tonight that I was done with the whole dieting thing. All of it. Every bit. No more nutritionist, no more calorie counting, no points, no weight watchers, nothing, nada, zilch, zip. I am sick and tired of worrying about what I eat and the numbers that go with it. So I have decided to embrace myself (my fat self) and love me as I am. And maybe, just maybe, I'll finally figure this whole food thing out if I just let myself be.