Back off...I'm starving!

It's been pretty slow around here lately. Work is going in to high gear next week and we should hit over drive by the second week of August so my blogs will be more angry and less frequent. I joined Weight Watchers with Karin this week. At first I was really excited and happy. My first weigh in put me at 6lbs less then what I have been averaging the last 3 years so that was a surprise. So I have a certain amount of points I have to stick to each day. I have to write everything down and subtract points from my total allowance and if I need to I get flex points to use as I see fit. Well by the end of the first 24 hours I was getting a bit discouraged. Portions are completely out of my realm of comprehension. I always just filled my plate and then when I was done I'd fill my plate again (that's probably why I got fat, duh.) As a kid I never ever had to watch what I ate. Even as a teenager I never had to. When I was 20 I weighed 130lbs and I'm 5'10. Then 21 came I just started plumping up and while I have reached a plateau there's just no reason to stay this heavy. Now I have to measure most things out like cheese and olive oil and milk. Chad made burgers my first night and they are so good but I only had one and without a bun it cost me 5 points. He had to make it out to about the size of his palm or 3oz. The cheese cost me 2 points and the onions he stuck in there and carmelized cost me 1 point. My first day I went into 4 of my flex points. I got discouraged and frantic and felt like I'd never finish this process. I reeeaaally wanted a beer but didn't want to waste 2pts so that I could spend them on potatoes. I know it will get easier and I think to myself that this is by far not the hardest thing I'll ever have to do. I'm gonna suck it up and get to my goal weight and then I can stop counting. I will still use their practices often but no more of this how many ounces of cheese do I get to have today nonsense!