Very proud

My husband got a good review at work and wanted to go out to dinner to celebrate with the kids. He asked me if it was okay because he is so used to me being on some kind of restrictive diet. I told him that it was fine and we ended up going out for pizza. I only had 2 slices of pizza and was done. It had nothing to do with feeling like I SHOULD stop, I was just done. It felt really good to be able to go and enjoy dinner and not leave feeling stuffed and guilty.