I feel bad because the first time EVER I've comfort eaten - DH has basically said they want him in Sydney until the end of March, but he is trying to negotiate 3-4 days off in a row a fortnight so he can come home, or if it is only 2 days over a weekend I can fly to Sydney. So after he told me this, I comfort ate. This is the first time he's gone away for work that I've felt this way. I may be flying down for the aussie day long weekend, he has saturday and part of monday off.

But tomorrow is another day, another day for me to get back on the horse and not beat myself up about eating junk tonight.