Juuuust kidding.

Hello. I would like to share what happened yesterday morning. Firstly, this weekend, I did not stick to my diet as I should have. Friday I went to long without eating so when I did get around food I went buck-nutty. Saturday I had a Grad-party to attend that had several tasty treats I could not deny. I pretty much assumed I would gain back some of the 8 pounds I had lost. Sunday morning I knew it was time to face the music and get my fat ass on the scale. I stepped on the scale and jumped off angry at myself. I could not believe I worked so hard for nothing. I immediately started bitching and almost crying in front of Daryl. The conversation was as follows:

Me: OMG I gained ALL of it back in 2 days. 2 Days! This is ridiculous. I even shared a piece of cake instead of getting my own,  how did I gain 8 pounds?
Daryl: Don't worry about it you are going to start again this week and you will loose it all.
Me: No I won't! I am never going to be skinny and hot. I am a failure who is doomed to be a nasty fatass the rest of my life!
Daryl: Baby, you look fine now, but we will make sure we do not tempt you as much next weekend. I will be more conscious of what I eat around you.
Me: It doesn't matter. FML, I hate my life...etc etc etc (you get the point)
Daryl: Hang in there I know you can do it if you put your mind to it. You will get there. We will work really hard next weekend...etc etc etc.

At this point, since I am an emotional cutter, I decide to get back on the scale to really make myself feel bad for effing up. I think "get back on the scale you porker, see what you did!!" You know almost like sticking the dogs nose in the puddle he made. Then the conversation was as follows:
Me: Oh...
Daryl: What?
Me: Well...
Daryl: What? What is it?
Me: Well I guess I was reading it wrong.
Daryl: What do you mean?
Me: So come to find out, I actually lost another 2 pounds. I kinda forgot where I started and read the scale wrong.
Daryl: Seriously Lauren?
Me: hehe, yeah. Yay me?
Daryl: I hate you.
Me: Well, if it was test you would have passed. So good job. Remember all that if I end up gaining again.
Daryl: I hate you.