attack of the cookie monster

i ate a half-batch of cookies last night.

there. i said it. i was left alone with a bag of homemade oatmeal-raisin bites, and i ate every last crumb. and they were delicious. it won't help in my quest to lose weight this week - i will likely see another gain this week. at least i know this one is coming.

i'm having a hard time figuring out what my story is. what used to be easy and rote is now a battle with my mind every day. i feel like i have control, and then something triggers and BAM! i'm face-down in a pile of cookie crumbs.

i don't feel guilty about my cookie trip. which i think i ought to, but just feel like, oops, it happened again. i've got to buckle down - figure out why exactly i can't seem to get past this 175 mark.