Today, my loving husband packed my breakfast and lunch for me. I had a Power Bar (my old staple) for breakfast, and for lunch it was a flatbread sandwich, applesauce, and fat-free pudding.
This afternoon, I started to get a familiar feeling that usually sends me to the vending machine. I wouldn't call it "hungry" like how I fee between breakfast and lunch, but more, "unsatisfied." Well thank God he packed me an apple, too! I ate that and didn't feel better immediately, but I'm feeling OK now.
I have a meeting to go to tonight, so I will be eating dinner on the run. But I know I will choose something healthy. I'm on a roll!
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