Food Addict

So I keep hearing "food addict" on various shows and magazine articles and blogs... and I don't want to be that. I don't want to go into getting healthy with the mountain of "you will ALWAYS struggle with this for the REST OF YOUR LIFE." I mean, how much does that suck?!? I'm pretty sure I am though. Number one, being my weight. Another example being that I said to Robert I was going to give up soda until April when we go to Orlando...we were driving in the car. As I drove the couple miles to the bank I went through the following thought process:

"Yeah, I'm gonna give up soda. It's so, so bad for our bodies and I can do just that one thing."
"I mean, I'm not saying I'm giving up anything else, just that."
"I'll just finish up what we have at home and then I'm done."
"I'll just finish up what we have at home and then I can have one in March and one in April."
"I'll have one more this month after I finish the others up, then one in March and one in April."
".......... ............... .............. Oh, Crap."
Outloud now "Hey, Rob. I think I'm a food addict."

Sigh.

Blah.

Sigh. Again.

Not sure what I'll do with this information. Not sure why I'm putting it out in the universe like this. I am sure that the first time I get the judgy comment from my mom or any one else for that matter I'll be seriously offended and defensive and ticked. I seem to already have the market share in my family of the obvious issues. To be fair to myself it's only because I'm really open about my flaws and things I'm working on or becoming aware of, but it really sucks to always have it OUT THERE for all to comment on ALL THE TIME. It feels that way at least. Especially my sleeping issues. That gets really old. I mean, I'm freaking 34 years old and choose to have crappy sleeping habits or different sleeping habits I really don't think it's anyone's business at the end of the day. I have been doing pretty dang good there though actually for almost a month now! Woohoo.

So I went to lunch with my parents today and picked the low calorie choices on the menu, and got WATER. You read that right... WATER. Even with the oh so delectable Pepsi just waiting in that tank for me. I was going to go grocery shopping, but the first thing I thought about when I pulled up was all the clearance Valentines candy, so I left. Then I almost pulled into Mc'Donalds because someone mentioned Shamrock shakes on FB yesterday and I love those things. But I felt kinda dumb after choosing to put off grocery shopping. So I'm home. Little victories. I'm sure I'll have a few pieces of the V-day candy floating around the house, and oh well. At least I don't have a big new stash to add to it. Taking what I can get at this point! Now if I can just talk myself, trick myself, anything myself into exercising a bit I'll be golden. Babysteps my friends. The whole big embracing and gung-hoing just sends me into rebellion mode, so baby steps.