So I never intended to do the calorie counting thing over the weekend, which is why I haven't been posting updates about it. Friday was a semi-decent day...the rest of the weekend was the same. I did indulge a bit more, but not to the extent that I was angry with myself the next day.
Then yesterday afternoon my car wouldn't start. I was in the process of picking up the kids...I'd already picked up my older one from school and we were getting a few groceries before going to the daycare for my youngest when the battery was clearly dead. I apparently have no skill at keeping calm and level-headed in moments like this (imagine if it had been worse!)...I freaked out, called the husband in California (like he'd be able to help)...I think I even called my dad, haha. Husband told me what I already knew...get someone to jump it. Luckily there was a seriously nice older man walking to his SUV, which was parked catty-corner to mine. I asked if he had jumper cables and he didn't, but his wife was walking to meet him and said she'd go find some...she works at the commissary and turned out to be a nice woman who had chatted with my daughter while we were checking out. She came back with the cables and we got the car started.
Then this morning, I very nervously tried the ignition before taking the kids to school. It started! So I left it on while taking the little one into daycare, just in case...and then dropped off the oldest at school before going to Panera Bread for my daily free bagel, coffee, and the business of calling the Dodge dealership to schedule for them to look at the battery. It's still under warranty, so yay for that.
They say to bring it in but that they're very backed up. I say, okay...be right there. Go get in the car...battery is dead again. This time no friendly older men around to save the day...I asked one random stranger who couldn't help me, and no one else was lingering in the parking lot and I wasn't about to go in to make an announcement to the Panera customers that I needed someone's car to start mine (although, I was tempted). So I called our roadside assistance. They showed up surprisingly fast and I was on my way to Dodge.
Those a*holes told me they were too busy to even attempt to look at it. Seriously?!? This thing is under warranty and the battery is only 2 years old..and I have no other form of transportation..what the hell am I supposed to do?!? They make me go up to the Chrysler/Jeep service department...which I do...and they basically tell me the same thing but they say they'll at least try to get it done. I can't help myself...I cry for a good 10 minutes after they take the car back. I'm thinking "how am I supposed to get on base to get my daughter from daycare? Why do things like this happen when the husband is away and I have no friends or family here to just call up for help?" (I do have one good friend but she had a baby about 3 days ago...so that's out of the question). So after feeling sorry for myself for about 15 minutes...I get over it and get to work with their surprisingly good wifi. I got quite a bit done when around 12:30 (3ish hours after I got there) they say my car is ready. Seriously?!?!?! I'm happy and relieved, but also pretty pissed. What the hell was with all the "we might not be able to even fit you in...this is going to take all day...we might need to shuttle you home..." talk??? Whatever...just give me my car.
And so that was the past two days. So I haven't been logging my food. BUT I did weigh another 0.2 pounds less this morning than I did last Wednesday morning. So that's good. And I definitely ate under the amount I burned today...but I didn't log, so I have no clue how much. I didn't snack after dinner.
Now I need sleep.