Helloooooo!

I've gotten the lovely messages from my being away for so long and I'm definitely back and in for the long run.
As you know, I moved out of my parent's house and into my own apartment in June. I had gained 7-10 lbs since the beginning of this year and really thought moving out would change all that since I would be the one responsible for groceries and such. I did really well in the beginning but began to fall off the wagon and in recent weeks I had noticed my pants and a lot of my clothing started to feel snugger than it had. I went shopping this weekend for work clothes and I had to go up a size in jeans. I broke down and bought a scale (after not having one in 2 months) and was absolutely horrified when I saw the number that came up. I stepped on and off 10 times probably just to make sure that the number was actually my current weight. My jaw literally dropped. I had the worst nasty feeling in my stomach.
I immediately went through my kitchen and threw out anything a post-op should not have. Surprisingly, I had lots of it. I just couldn't believe how I had let myself go.
Today is a new day. I started journaling. I'm going to the gym. I've started talking to others again about my operation because for a while there, I'd stopped telling people.

That's my update. I need to stay on top of this because I now know what happens when I don't. Shocking!