That was the worst weekend ever. I'm exhausted. I've talked to my husband on Saturday about the whole situation (means "the mother"). He told me he understands (
bullshit), but I have to get my head together ( it's easy to say) and stop being so nevous about it because I've got my own family ( as if I could cut off my parents so easily). And if not it'll influence our marriage ( in the next 25 years). So I asked him if it's a damn arrangement and his new terms ( of course it was). He said no, but I know it was a warning.
But to the point, only liquids today. I was a good girl and excersised in the morning and I'm proud. :) Less than 1000 callories - that's my plan.