OK, so I had a giant bowl of popcorn tonight. But I did pop it in olive oil (E.V.O.O., to be exact) and salted it with Vege-Sal (some funky sorta salt my hippie-esque Uncle gave me). I ate Cheerios with vanilla soy milk for breakfast, brought my lunch to work… a turkey san with a yogurt and an apple, a jello snack and a few almonds. I didn’t go nuts on food nor did I feel like it. Wow. This is the first day in ages that I didn’t talk myself into eating something I shouldn’t.

For dinner it was a baked potato with some Smart Beat (that stuff isn’t half bad) and hot salsa.

Writing or at least thinking about what I could say when I got around to it seems to be helping. So thanks for listening. Not sure who I’m talking to here but it’s nice to get these little things off my chest.

This chick at work drives me nuts. Her M.O. is to come by my desk later in the evening when everyone else has left for the day (she also comes in later so it’s just the two of us oftentimes). So she comes over and starts rambling about an email that I just sent 2 seconds ago… to which she had already replied. I’m sorry but do you really need to jump up and run over to someone’s desk when you send them an email?

Anyway, I’m not writing this just to show you how bitchy I can be. I’m writing it because as she was droning on endlessly I kept thinking about what I was gonna eat on the way home. “Oh really? Your son graduated from high school this year?” Like every other half-wit teenager in town? “Oh, that’s great.” Please, why do I give a rats ass about your little Junior when I could be downing a couple of Taco Bell items right now.

The good news is that I made it outta the office without punching her or saying anything to make her cry… and I ate a normal dinner without going over the edge. I did eat some Ben & Jerry’s Frozen Yogurt, but it’s the kind w/ 3 grams of fat per serving rather than the 12 grams in what I would normally get.

It was a good day regardless of the annoying bug-eyed rambler.

I managed to not pig out today. I kept busy by cleaning my apartment (zzzzzzzzz) and organizing some paperwork. Boring, but it really did help me not to eat. I have used eating as an actual “something to do” in the past. Like, why clean up when I can sit in front of the TV with a giant bowl of popcorn? And then while eating the popcorn and watching TV there is still room in my mind to think about what to eat next. Vicious circle.

Hi. Glad you’re here. Here’s my first confession: The “former” part of Confessions of a Former Overeater isn’t exactly true. Fact is, I want to be a former overeater… I’m still working on it. I thought writing about why I overeat could help me stop doing it. So, I decided to start this blog to help myself by getting things off my chest (that container of Ben & Jerry’s, perhaps?) and to potentially help someone out there not feel so alone by reading about somebody else’s troubles/issues/eatings/feelings.

There you have it. Hope to see you soon.