Let me tell you what happened to me last night and how I coped so that you can
NOT do the same thing...
Ok, let me set the stage. We leave for Disney early Saturday morning. Between then and now, I have literally 9237 things to do. Last night's agenda was a Brownie meeting. I am a Brownie leader and last night was my turn to host the Try-It and bring a snack and drink. Now, over the weekend I was a good dieter and made brownies with frosting as a troop snack and only had a 1/2 of one for dessert Sunday night

. Before you congratulate me, let me finish...
Last night, I had to get all of the Try-It stuff to get together to bring to the meeting, I also had to pack up all of the troop items, such as cookie sale material (I know this is a bad place to peddle cookies, so I won't even try

). Anyway, I had a lot to do in the 45-mins between the time I got home from work and the time that the troop meeting started. I walk in the door from work and see the kitchen is a PIG-STY. And I don't mean the kind of pig-sty that everyone's mom referred to when they were little and a pair of socks were left on the floor in your bedroom. I mean an actual pig-sty. Lunch plates and crumbs all over the table, trash can spilled over with trash on the kitchen floor, jackets and gloves and shoes thrown everywhere, etc. Most of the items I had gathered together for the troop meeting were now MIA. Worse yet, about 3/4 of the 2-dozen brownies that I made for our meeting were missing and the meeting started in 45 mins

. Then my husband comes crawling into the kitchen (literally). He had been home with the kids but threw his back out painting the bathroom and could not stand up straight. Thus, the kids DD6 and DD4 and two dogs had run of the house all afternoon while he was in bed. So, I did what any good overweight emotional eater would do, I finished off the 6 brownies with frosting that remained.
Ok, fast forward to bedtime. I made it through the meeting, cleaning up, finished up all of my tasks, and went to bed at a reasonable time (although I did not get to do any of my packing or other vacation-related things). I was up all night with heartburn from the 6 brownies with frosting. I may have slept 2 or 3 hours, I can't remember. No pepto or tums because it was DH's turn to go to the store and he couldn't because of his back. So I laid there in bed with my chest burning and thinking, why, why, why did I do this to myself?
Finally, it is morning. I wake up at 5am so that I can get the Dkids dressed and fed and be in work by 8am (I have an hour drive). While I am doing that, the DDog gets into the trash again, eats heaven-knows-what, and then regurgitates it nine times in nine different places on our new ivory carpet -

- Just what I need! Out with the SpotBot as I am hurrying the kids along. Everytime I bend over to move the SpotBot, I have horrible heartburn again and think of those brownies
So, long story short (Too Late!), if you get tempted to eat anything you shouldn't today out of frustration or emotion or whatever -
DON'T! Think of my heartburn and lack of sleep and how it just made things much worse for me and how I am still paying for it! The brownies were not even that good!
Have a skinnie minnie day everyone!
P.S. - If anyone out there is saying prayers today, please think of our family and pray that DH's back is better for our trip - we really need this trip and leave in 4 days!