Breakfast at Noon

Ate a ham and cheese sandwich with a handfull of spinach leaves for breakfast. Three pieces of ham. Two slices of white bread.

I realize I should switch to wheat, and three pieces of ham were far too many.

Lunch at work will be two ham and cheese hot pockets. I don't want to eat them, but the picking will start, I will get hungry or stressed and not only will I eat them both in a matter of five minutes, but I'll make several trips to the vending machine for cookies.

I hate myself for being this way, I know how I want to look, but everything I do goes against it.