On a roll. Or a cookie. Or a spoon full of ice cream...

Just kidding. I was going to say that I've been doing pretty good this week. Until today when I made ice cream sandwiches for Parker's upcoming birthday and I got a little to free with the dough, and the fresh cookies, and the ice cream I was putting between them. So I confess to about an hour of weakness. But otherwise it's been good. If I don't start on the chocolate it's easier to stay away. And yesterday I got groceries and got lots of high protein low cal foods. Even being out on the town yesterday I did well, and actually was way below my caloric average (which was good since I didn't have time to exercise). Did you catch that?: I went somewhere yesterday! It was the first time in over a week that I had been any farther than the mailbox. Some dear friends offered to take all of my kids for the day and so I got to go to Fort Dodge all by myself, the first time in I don't know how long. It was so strange to just grab my purse and get out of the car. But it was fun! I spent a lot of money, but I'm justifying it by the fact that I hadn't been to Fort Dodge in almost a month and it will probably be at least that long before I go again. So, that was my excitement for the month. A few hours to myself. I wish I could say that I came back relaxed and extremely patient but alas, no. Instead I was particularly grumpy because I was tired, had a lot to catch up on, and on the wrong end of a caffeine high. I hate the fact that my family probably feels like they can never be confident about what mood I'll be in. I don't want my husband to fear coming home because I might be welcoming or I might bite his head off. I don't want my children to walk on eggshells because I might at any moment turn into Mr. Hyde and flip out on them when just the last trip through the kitchen I was singing a song. I don't want this because I know it's a miserable way to live because it was like that at my house a lot growing up. I understand my mom and how this could be a lot better now, but I still don't want it for my family. Sure everyone has bad moods, but I want to be consistently approachable not consistently unpredictable. How do I achieve that?