And, by golly, that's good enough for me.

Fiance made sugar cookies last night, and I had the fun task of icing and sprinkling them with Halloween themes! It may only be September, but in our house, if at all possible, it would be Halloween all the time.

I managed to allow myself only two of the tiniest cookies (about a dollar coin size), and enjoyed just decorating them. Treats can be treaty, without being completely diet-crashing. Otherwise they're just Depressing Biscuits. It's a new brand by Alpo.

Anyway - I've done well. My "problem" as it were has for the most part dissipated. All I needed was to tell myself that I could do this the right way, and that sitting around feeling sorry for myself wasn't the way to go about it.

I'm not losing weight at the rate I'd like to, but I'm still losing. I invested in a multi-vitamin, something I'm sure my body has been needing, and I'm looking to make wise choices and let that carry me onward.

My weight has plateaued (that's an awkward word, yeesh) for the time being, but that's all right. I'm happy, and I feel much better, so I think I'm on the right path. My moods had been swinging in full force lately, and I think evening out that shady patch of my life is helping kick things back to where they need to be.

Now I just have to fight the crippling fear of failure in school, while keeping myself from resorting to emotional eating. Don't ask me why I'm afraid of school so much this year. Maybe it's the scholarship on the line, or maybe it's just not knowing what I'm doing, but I'm terrified for some reason. Completely without reason, too. I've been going to class (a new thing for me... I slacked last year, hardkoar), and doing the readings, and keeping up with just about everything. It's just that niggling fear that I'm forgetting something.

Blah, I say. I kick butt at school, and there's no reason that should change now. I just have to get my brain to agree.