I swore to myself after stepping on the scale after Christmas I would
clean up my act. I am not alien to the world of weight loss. In fact, my
first 'healthy eating change' (AKA FAT KID DIET) started when I was a
few years younger than my daughter is now. That was until I went to
Walgreen's at lunch today. It started off innocently enough. I browsed
through the front cosmetic section display of 50% off items. I debated
on a silver sparkle zippered pouch but decided against it. I sniffed the
manly colognes and opted for the Playboy New York cologne set for my
husband's birthday in early January. It made me weak in the knees just
smelling it and imagining it on him....rawrrrr. So why.....why would I
have taken the left turn for the candy aisle instead of basking in the
thought of my husband in smelly goodness? I suppose I wanted a sign,
from God, The Candy God, myself....who knows. There they were. Like food
porn. I couldn't look away and decided indulging in one more bag
couldn't hurt, eh? Dammit. In that moment I could have remembered what
it felt like years ago to be extremely overweight and unhappy. Alas, I
sit here....on my ass.....getting ready to open the naughty little bag
and enjoy one serving. Or maybe two. ;)
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