And then there were Two.

So, ran into a little complication today.

Due to last minute car troubles (read: not having enough gas to get to work and not having money come in until tonight,) my co-worker had to drive today. The problem is, I keep the bulk of my shakes in the trunk of my car. Now, I do keep shakes at work, and I thought I had enough (read: 8) to keep me going for the day.

Nope. I had 3.

So, realizing full well I'd drive myself bonkers (and starve myself in a bad way) with only three shakes, I decided to blow one of my three monthly meal tickets. I know, I know, 2 days in and I'm already using one, right? but, I figure, it's my first month and whatever.

The sad part? We went to one of my favorite taquerias where I got my favorite dish (super nachos!) and they weren't even that good. XD How does that even happen, right?

The good news is that I was able to eat and not feel horrendously guilty about it. Though the guilt motivates me, it's a very negative reinforcement and it's not unlike a whip cracking every time I even think about food. This time, I know I have the three monthly meals, I have limits to work within and some stretch for a despondent stomach, and I was able to eat my food without feeling horrible about it.

Shakes are locked, stocked and loaded for tomorrow. Day three begins once I wake up!