Today was one of those days where you leave work and want to bathe in alcohol and greasy food. And sometimes you just have to let do it.
I used to find those days fairly often, and that's why I am a fat ass. But now that I'm on my way to being a fit ass, the days come less often.
But I work in news, and today was a day where everything that could happen did, and my show changed a million times. Cue the stressed out Kate music.
So I made it through the show and came out of the control room in need of alcohol. I found myself sitting at a table at one of my fave restaurants with a drink menu and an appetizer menu and I went for it.
Two martinis and a plate of nachos later I don't feel guilty.
My reasoning is that if I completely cut myself off from eating the foods I love, from splurging once in awhile then I'm going to start bingeing and doing so often.
So I got tipsy and ate cheese and chicken on some tortilla chips, and came home less stressed, pretty full and ready to start anew tomorrow without a nagging craving or deprived feeling.
So I can stay on track next week.