Stress Eating

I try very hard not to do too much stress eating.  I had a very busy day today, and one of my co-workers was doing his best to get under my skin.  I tried handling it really professionally, but at the end of the day he accused me of being mad at him.  Well, I was, but I lied and said, no we were cool.

I got off the phone and said, "I am lying through my teeth!" because I was, and I meant it.  The other girls in the office laughed.  When I was ready to leave today, I told my supervisor, I am NOT letting him drive me to eat junk food today!  She told me she was proud of the way I handled him and to not let him get to me, he's just angry because the very accomodating person I had been to him was not available.

Well, when I went to pick my husband up from work, he came out the door with a box.  He got laid off.  I was disappointed but not terribly surprised.  I didn't go into panic mode, I did get a little concerned about money until he told me he had about 3 months worth of mortgage payments in the bank.  So I am off the panic stricken list.  I had some appointments to go to, and I didn't grab dinner, so I ended up doing the stupid junk-food thing.  To be honest, I did call home first to see if my husband had made any dinner, which he did not do.  I would have come home and eat if he had.

So I ordered a bunch of greasy chinese food and I'm sitting here thinking, did this really help anything?  I'm not hungry anymore.  I have lunch for tomorrow.  But it didn't solve any other problems, did it?

Funny thing is, I wasn't looking for it to solve any problems other than the I'm hungry problem.

Looks like food is finally becoming food after all.