OK, somebody STOP me...
Confessions of a food addict...
I packed healthy nutritious food to bring to work with me today. I'm not hungry.
BUT
I want a honey bun. I really, really, really, really, really want a honey bun. A great BIG sweet sticky honey bun.
I can hear it calling from that vending machine down on the lower level. I'm having flashbacks. Nuked for about 8 seconds. There's just a tiny bit of condensation inside the package. The glaze is just starting to turn translucent and extra sticky and melt into the bun. I tear the package open and that first whiff travels to my nostrils. I can almost taste it. (sigh)
I just brewed a pot of hazelnut decaf. It smells good. I'm pouring myself a cup and hoping this craving goes away.
Hey Kim, don't be fooled...I do *struggle*. Often. Some days I am good, some days not so good. My nemesis nighttime snacking. On Cheez-Its specifically. WHY did I buy some right after I got back home, after not having any in the house for like a good solid week?! LOL I lost some weight running all this past weekend with ya'll but as of today it is back. I am sitting here RIGHT now wishing I had some chocolate. A nice Hershey Bar. I usually don't even bring money to work with me so I don't buy crap out of the canteen or vending machines. The pitiful reality of life as a post-op. I gotta hold tight, I have my 5yr check up in May.