Over-fooding it

Eating good food is something I care about... seriously. It's no joke, I love to munch. I look forward to breakfast when I wake up, all morning at work I think about lunch, and I can't wait to get home at 4:30 so that I can start cooking dinner. This has been my life for as long as I can remember. Three o'clock snack was the best part of my entire day when I was a kiddo. The mindset hasn't changed much for me over my lifetime.

For the first time in my life, I'm in a place of combined independence and abundance. I've got the opportunity to buy real food from the grocery store. Whereas I used to be very picky about low calorie soups, now I'm a little more like, "why not buy three types of hummus?"

Now, I know that no one gets fat from eating hummus. However, the habits I had as a kid are in all-out, hyper drive. All I want to do is eat. All the time. I don't know what this is all about, but it's not healthy, and what I hate the most is how I feel.

I feel lethargic and sore. My body hurts. I have a raincloud over my head. So bummed.

Lucky me, I have a great, supportive, super-duper fiancé who knows what's up. It takes a really special person to talk to you about your food issues and suggest some changes without making me feel like a loser. He made me a healthy, spinach-based dinner, and recommended that we walk after. Guys, I have a winner over here. Just for fun, he's doing my meal planning for the week- seven days of doing what he's doing. He's had some success following a low carb-y eating style. I'm intrigued. Will report back in one week.