Death to Snooky!

So, guess what time it is, Tool Time? No not really. Today is weigh day and you can't see it...but I am wearing a frown that CAN'T turn upside down. As I figured the scale hates my guts and mocked me by moving UP instead of down. I know it's my own fault. Damn Mexican food! I don't know if you can quite imagine the look on my face as I stepped on that dreaded thing and saw the 90's again!!!!! Looked a little something like this:

Yeah my hair turned blue too. Crazy. And then I felt that knot in my stomach (oh that would be my heart falling out of my chest cavity in shear disappointment). Oh my goodness. I can't wait for the upcoming fill on Wednesday. I can't wait!!! I hope it does some good because the last fill did NOTHING! It lasted literally a day and then nothing. I can eat just as much as before, although I have been saving all of my calories for one main meal a day. The problem is that during that one main meal I end up consuming more than I would during 3 meals put together. I just CRAVE everything. Then I want snacks, snacks, and more snacks and it's like no one snack satisfies me. I want them all. A taste of everything. I am trying to keep it at bay but dang, it's really hard as most of you know first hand. I am just absolutely terified that I will gain back all of the weight I have lost so far. I told the hubby today that very thing and he reassures me I won't but then I always told myself I would never get to 200lbs and over that line I went. I am just scared that I could fail this thing and then everyone will know how weak I am and how little will power I have.

Come on Wednesday, get here fast!