Week 9 - Back on the wagon

This. Last. Week. Has. Been. Horrendous.
Literally, horrendous.
It started out a week last Friday with Mcdonalds and a massive Indian. Since then, to the best of my recollection, I have been to McDonalds multiple times, sometimes in the same day, I have been to Dominos, eaten pre-packaged supermarket food when I have all the ingredients to make a healthier version at home, I have eaten full packets of popcorn, fudge, crisps, rocky road squares, cupcakes, pain au chocolat etc.... This just has been a terrible week of bingeing, eating badly and screwing myself over. I haven't done as much exercise as I usually have, never mind how much I had hoped to do.
I was a pound up last weigh-in day, so I was 12 stone 13. This week was just terrible. Just, honestly, terrible. I weighed myself a few times this week in order to see the damage. It wasn't good. In fact, it was awful. I decided not to be too hard on myself as only weigh-in Sunday counts and I would just have to repair it from then on.
I am now officially back on the wagon. As of now. Already today I have eaten crisps and binged on cupcakes. But I have company coming for the next couple of days so non-public bingeing will be out of the question. We're going out for a healthy dinner tonight and I sincerely hope that the next few days will be healthy-ish too. Argh, I need to get back on the wagon desperately. The countdown to my birthday is on and I need to have lost weight by then. Need to.
So, the damage? Today's official weight - 13 stone even. In this whole horrible week I only put on one pound. So, I am two pounds up in two weeks. This. Will. Never. Happen. Again.