Decisions... decisions....

It was Friday and I was being so good.  I had done great all week... I was sticking with my low calorie options.  I was preparing ahead, drinking shakes, eating a bar to avoid issues, etc. 

So Friday I went to a function at a really good restaurant and ordered only water.  I skipped the delicious meal they were serving.  The waiter kept asking me to reconsider, their manager then kept asking.  I was gracious but declined... "I just ate something." 

I was feeling great and stayed focused.  I was mingling like I needed to and sipping my H20.  All was great.  I was proud of myself until.....

About 8 minutes later a glass of red wine was placed in front of me.  Special wine.  This was just for me.  It was sent special as a joke from a friend. Not a joke about my not eating but one about bribery - which I had been mouthing off about since I got there.  So, I basically asked for this.  Then all eyes were on me (and there were about 30 or so there staring) and I felt my stomach tighten up.  Fuuuuudge! 

What to do?  What to do?!? 

So, I did what any good girl focused on her diet would do.  I looked up and smiled and took a big sip. 

This, of course, led to another glass and maybe a third?  And, eventually it lead to me eating spinach dip and fried cheese. 

Not even a week in and I totally screwed up.  Not even a little one.  Uggh.

I've got to do better than this.  I know better.  What is wrong with me???