This is not the week I had hoped it to be. I am not doing what I "am knowing."

I knew I was in trouble when I gave in to my craving for toast last night for supper. That never works, and I know it. Along with it comes strawberry jam and peanut butter, of course (and not one slice, but two)! Some days I want to give myself a good talking to and ask, "Are you for real!"

I am certainly a long way from perfect. It's a day at a time, the good ones and the bad ones, but today I feel like I'm getting nowhere, (and I can hear my doctor's stern admonishment ringing in my ears).