In my defence: DH woke me up at 4am so I'm utterly knackered, AND I appear to have started my period 3 days early and it fucking hurts, but after two days of being amazed how easy I was finding it I've gone on a mad rampage through the cupboards. Eaten the ends of two packets of crisps, and the tummy of DS's Easter chocolate dinosaur (he's only 1 so doesn't care, orherwise I wouldn't have).
Whyyy do I have no willpower? I think calorie-wise it probably amounts to about 500 (and I haven't had lunch as was stuck with DS napping on me) so if I have a sensible little dinner later I shouldn't be too far over the day's calories. Just disgusted with my lack of willpower. I ahould be able to manage not eating crap for 8 bloody weeks, surely?!
I suppose, on the bright side, the back, tail and legs of the dinosaur survived, and I didn't open the other full packet of crisps that was there. But bleargh....