Yesterday I saw the molasses in the cabinet. I love molasses and I bought that a few months ago, while I was on the low-glycemic, and haven't been able to have any. So I decided to look and see what kind of recipes they had for molasses online. I found a recipe for molasses taffy and realized I had all the ingredients. So I made some while the President spoke.
Problem was, I couldn't stop eating it. It was real good, but I should not have had as many pieces as I did. Hundreds of sugar calories. I've got rid of it all right now, because if there were any here, I'd be eating it. (Actually there are two pieces here for my roommate - she said she wanted some but she's not eating it - she might not realize I left them especially for her...)
Anyway, my reward was that the scale finally reduced to 234 when I awoke today, and my hands at rehearsal are feeling around my jaw and clavicle and shoulders thinking they can feel a difference.
I'm back on nocturnal, meaning I'm half a day late eating (I ate breakfast today at 7pm, you see). And I need to get back to work.