Work and no workout

Sometimes working eight hours on my feet feels like I went to the gym and played basketball - especially on busy weekends like yesterday and today. It does not necessarily follow that I should shirk my workout but all I could do tonight was stumble in the door, make dinner, throw in a load of laundry in the wash and fall onto the couch for 45 minutes before Kaden came over. (I know I am tired when I don't notice that he has drawn all over his face and hands with a permanent marker on my watch). I ate crappy today but I often falter when I get tired. Oatmeal with dried fruit, yogurt, egg and sausage, then spaghetti at dinner. I really don't care at all. I told Diana that a customer once told me she joined Weight Watchers and I blurted out, "Ohhh...whenever I think of Weight Watchers its like someone is holding a pillow over my face". Too many rules make me draw outside the lines immediately! Tomorrow is a new day and I will draw the lines myself for my own success.