Don't get mad - there might be another reason.

Ok. So this week me and scale had a disagreement. I'm points of a pound a way from my 10lb goal and it has been pretty stressful. Last week I had what you would call the perfect week. Topped off by the fact that I had not one glass of alcohol to drink at the company event and didn't even pig out on hors doevres either. I drank water and had a few cubes of cheese.

So when you are sober and the rest of your friends are wasted there is a feeling of I wish I could be right there with them, but I didn't have that feeling. I had a power feeling because I was sooo close to my first big milestone goal, that I made the decision not to partake in the extra points. Besides the big company party is coming up in just a few weeks and well that is the time to celebrate if I want to. How sweet it would be to celebrate it after I've reached my 10lb goal.

Needless to say I was feeling pretty good about myself all day Friday when the rest of the company was hungover and I was chipper and ready for the scale on Saturday. Then something happened between Friday and Saturday. First I got sick with some bug, the scratchy throat became a stuffy, sneezy, sniffly head cold, it snowed and I must have dreamt about eating something really good because somehow between Friday and Saturday I gained 1.8 pounds.

So at weight watchers on the scale I was pissed. FUCKING PISSED! I mean if I was going to gain 1.8 pounds I might as well have indulged in the alcohol at the party no? So now I'm sick and I'm 2.2 lbs from goal and frankly I want to take that scale and bash it against the wall.

But I don't. Cause that will probably get me kicked out of weight watchers. So I sit sulking in the meeting glad the leader has lots more to talk about. Hearing about everyone's great week. Then I go home and pass out. I keep track of all my points this week cause hey I'm Weight Watcher with a vengence and I'll be damned if I get on that scale this week and gain! I'm bringing the tracker in to show my leader that the perfect week is the perfect week. OK let's be fair I may have not had all my veggies every day and then there is those stupid Oils additions that you are supposed to have don't always have those too and the milk. Well I'm pretty good about the milk. The water ... I'm pretty good with that too!

This week will be different. Cause in my rage and crazed frustration last week I forgot to check my calendar and well we all know what can happen certain times in a month. So I'm hoping the 1.8 lbs plus plus plus will be gone this week. For I'm writing everything down, I'm drinking my water and eating my veggies and I'll even have the 2 oils a day.

Let's hope next week you don't read about a crazed Weight Watcher freaking out at her meeting and throwing scales around!

Let's hope!