I just thought of a new strategy to not overeat when I drink. I’m going to eat first. Tonight I am making beet soup, which has turned the cutting boards, my hands, soon my whole digestive tract, hot pink. How can you not like that? It’s also got the greens, an onion, purple potatoes, wild rice, garlic. Soy sauce, spices, and just a bit of sugar. It came to my attention recently that I should eat cooked vegetables, so this is it for today. I may also have a veggie tamale, if the tamale lady is around at the bar later.
I absolutely have to change my life. I can’t stand it anymore. Nothing is right, and I’m not getting any younger. I wish I had an easy path to do this, but I seem to rebel against everything I try. I am comparing my attempts to quit smoking to how I quit overeating, and I was much kinder to myself about food indiscretions. I punish myself both ways with the cigarettes-I suck if I don’t quit, and as soon as I do quit I will make myself do all these scary horrible things. I need to tweak my psychology, and fast. It’s not easy.