Uh Oh. Where's Onederland Going?

Old habits...I tell ya, they really do die hard. Especially around this TOM. I have been so snacky lately, and that has caused me to creep slowly back up to the dreaded 200s. I'm not there yet, but I'm only a couple of graham crackers away from that. I don't know what's gotten into me lately. I still like to exercise, though I'm not a fanatic. I love my veggies (working on the fruit thing. Okay, no I'm not), and I track my calories. But the last few days, I have either gotten too close to the maximum calorie side, or surpassed it. I'm proud of myself for not sweeping the extra calories under the proverbial rug and not tracking them. I accounted for every morsel. But damn! I can do better than this! What is my mantra? "It's not going to taste as good as I want to look!" And you know what? It really doesn't. I have actually asked my hubby to just hide some things that really aren't bad for me, but that I find myself turning to. I don't need those things to survive. And I don't need to be this ridiculous.

My goal: to get my sh_t together by next week. I will be further into onederland by next Friday, August 5th. It's about to get real.