I should really weigh myself. I keep putting it off. It could be anywhere on the scale. I haven't exactly had binge-type periods, but definitely too much of some stuff. Lots of almonds! With my mood a bit elevated, everything tastes so dang good, especially my cooking. The other day at my psychiatrist appointment, when describing the deliciousness of my soups/cooking, I looked up towards the heavens and said, out loud, "Thank you, God, for giving me this gift! I just wish my cholesterol and triglycerides would have a downward shift!" Then he (pdoc, not God) told me to take more Seroquel during the daytime.