It is 6:18 p.m.

You have answered emails, solved work problems, made appointments, handled errands, responded to texts, remembered what everyone else needed, and made approximately four thousand tiny choices since breakfast.

Then someone asks:

“Wh...

You planned to walk for 30 minutes.

Then work ran late.

You planned dinner.

Then somebody needed to be picked up, the groceries never got ordered, and suddenly it was 7:42 p.m.

You planned to journal before bed.

Then you got into bed tired enoug...

If you are used to being the person who figures things out, weight loss can be uniquely irritating.

You handle your career.

You manage schedules.

You solve problems.

People ask you for advice.

Then there is this one area where you know plenty ab...

If your weight-loss plan works beautifully when you are rested, organized, home on time, and surrounded by exactly the food you planned to eat, I have a question.

What happens on Tuesday at 5:47 p.m. when you are starving, work ran late, somebody ne...

You finished dinner an hour ago.

Your stomach feels satisfied.

Then something happens.

An irritating email lands in your inbox. You have a frustrating conversation. You finally sit down after a long day. You feel bored. Or lonely. Or overwhelmed.