You have got to be kidding me...

Am I bitter? Yes....
     Ok, I know that overall my diet would be considered successful...I've continued to lose weight, etc. However, not only did I feel disappointment yesterday morning when I woke up and realized it was the first day I didn't lose anything, but then I had to face pizza and birthday cake feeling that disappointment. And I stayed strong. Instead of eating the food I pulled out that disgusting can of tuna and ate half of it plain.
     So I went through all of that yesterday...followed it up with a night of no sleep working on my, what turned out to be, eight papers I have to get done for school. Then, I stop working when the boys wake up...check my ketones ("small" as usual)...then I check my weight... I gained 1/2 pound yesterday!!!!!
     I realize that you aren't supposed to weigh yourself everyday, blah blah blah...and I realize that it may very well mean nothing. But SERIOUSLY, isn't sort of like pouring salt in the wound that I went through pure hell the day before only to find out I not only didn't lose weight, but gained.
     Wow, I could bitch about this for awhile, but I won't...I'll end with my dad's explanation. As we were eating lunch at Arby's today (pathetic if you are on PSMF by the way....like one ounce of chicken sandwiched between tomatoes and onion)...so we're eating and I'm bitching, did I mention I could smell his curly fries, and his explanation is: "Maybe you absorbed the pizza molecules floating around in the air."
     I may normally slough that off as silliness, however, I am beginning to think that my body is so f'ed up and determined to defy nature...there might just be something to that....