And just like that

I noticed today is the first day I really, and I mean really-really-really started stress eating again. And I didn't realize this until right now at this second when I was eating dinner and was thinking about my day while zoning out to People's Magazine (I coincidentally flipped a page and there was a Jenny Craig ad). Today did not begin well... from the moment I woke up until late afternoon. It has all been an angry and panicked hopelessness. *sigh* I had JUST purchased a new pair of jeans yesterday to replace an old, ripped pair that I had (obviously when I was trying on jeans in the dressing room was where I saw I had dropped a pant size).

I don't want to gain it back... :( Visiting home for longer than a week is like yo-yo dieting or something.

Deuces.