Monday, September 27, 2010
So I have come to realize that going home to visit family isn't the healthiest thing for me. 5 years ago my husband and I moved from Michigan to Georgia and I only get to see my family a couple times a year.
This past week I was given the opportunity to transport 5 dogs from our rescue to another rescue in Indiana- only a couple hours away from my family. I jumped at the chance- even though it meant only a few hours with my family.
The drive up there wasn't too bad- really long (12 hours) but I made good time and didn't run into much traffic or bad weather. But I did stop for fast food. Yes- I know I should plan ahead and pack food- but I never do and really need the convenience of fast food that I can eat while on the road.
The bigger problem is when I get home. My favorite restaurant in the whole world is a Mexican place back home in Indiana. We ALWAYS go there when I am home- it is when I get together with my siblings and catch up on all I have been missing. I overdid it (as always). Then had cookies at my sisters place and a tenderloin sandwich at my second favorite restaurant at home for dinner. At least I passed on the dessert coffee that everyone else had later- I will chalk that up as a victory- however small.
I guess this is one good reason why living so far from home is not such a bad thing! Indulgence a couple times a year won't kill me - or my goals!