Gaining frustration

So I counted my points all week like a good girl and weighed in Wednesday night to find that I'd gained 2.8 pounds! This roller coaster thing is disconcerting. I don't have a clue what I did wrong. I suppose it could simply be water retention, or perhaps the unusually big dinner I'd eaten the night before . . . or it could even be that I'm not drinking enough water (high fiber diet + low water intake = clogged pipes, if you get my drift). I'm trying not to be discouraged - reminding myself that it's the long-term results that matter. But it's hard not to feel disappointed. It would help if I knew what to do differently . . .

I've noticed that my tummy is definitely accustomed to less volume when it comes to meals. Since I've been on the program, the couple of times I've eaten too quickly I've felt uncomfortably full for hours afterwards. I have to keep reminding myself to eat slowly. This can be a challenge when I get home from work at 8:00 p.m. and still have to clean the kitchen, cook dinner (sometimes for Emmy and Peter as well as myself), feed the munchkin and then myself, do the bedtime routine (jammies, teeth-brushing, story-reading, singing, water-drinking, and if all goes well, sleeping), check e-mail, pay bills, do laundry and get some shuteye before it's time to get up and start the cycle all over again. I hope that once my November event is over, I'll be able to get home earlier, cook more, and enjoy some relaxing evenings with my family.

In other news, poor Peter is still looking for a job. There are a few leads, but they're taking their sweet time developing into a face-to-face interview, let alone a job offer. This whole thing has been quite a blow to his self-esteem - he hates not being able to "bring home the bacon" after investing so much time and effort into getting a degree. Please keep praying that the right job will come along soon.

Well, gotta go - it's a gorgeous day, so we're taking Emmy to the park for a little fun in the sun. Have a lovely weekend!