153 Tuna Casserole

All right---today IS the official weigh day. 190.  Meh. You know, if I could just put all the energy I spend treading weight loss water into forward momentum I could be done with this problem once and for all!  I'm telling myself--probably truthfully, that I am weighing a little heavier because I ate so darn late last night.  The original plan was to walk home at 5, eat dinner then go visit Sister Mead and go to my harp lesson.  Plans change---my office is now closing at 5:30 on Thursdays--I sort of selectively chose not to notice that I was the one scheduled to stay late (this is fair because I'm taking my stats class during the workday and need to make up time.  Anyway--I DID end up staying late then as I was walking home, Nanette the harp teacher asked if I would like the lesson at 6?  Usually I love to do this--and I decided to do it last night too even though I was really hungry.  So---dash home, grab harp books, run up to campus for the lesson, THEN go see Sis Mead, THEN finally get home around 7:30.  I had dinner around 8:00.  Too late and too hungry.  Still, I didn't finish it all.  The meal sounds perfectly good and it was--a porkchop I had marinated in a citrus marinade, noodles, green beans and a tomato and onion salad.  A good dinner, but not one that lit up my taste buds and made me wish for more. I realized midway through that I was full and stopped.  It brought to mind the stuff Mom used to make for dinner. She's a good cook, but back in the 70's when I was a lot thinner, she'd often make stuff like tuna casserole that was ok and nourishing, but nothing to get excited about. I think if I ate more meals like this it would be easier to control my weight.  There really is a limit to the amount of tuna casserole one can eat.  Problem is that I don't WANT a bunch of meals like this--I like looking forward to food and knowing it will be exactly what I want.

Still---stopping last night is a very good sign I think. Maybe I can begin to learn to stop when I'm full with exactly these sorts of situations--church food is a prime example. It's rare (as in once in my lifetime so far) that a ward dinner makes me excited. Usually, it at tuna casserole level. This is exciting come to think of it!!! This is how I quit eating fast food so much. I finally realized that I was never full and I didn't like that feeling. If I can begin to start happily passing up mediocre food when I'm full that will be a step toward passing up excellent food when I've had enough.