I am mad at myself right now. I go to the store on Mondays and for some reason we have gotten in the habit of having a treat on grocery day. I got way too many sweets yesterday and the hubby and I both felt awful last night. This morning he had an early dentist appointment to help prepare for Friday's big dental surgery appointment.While he was gone I baked two small sweet potatoes that had started to gaze at me from the counter top. I didn't eat anything until he got home. He takes the rest of the donuts in to the living room to have with his coffee. I initially said I didn't want any, but went on and had one (Krispy Kreme Glazed Pumpkin Cake) with my coffee. Hmmm. Tummy felt ok. Went back into the kitchen to read, where I can put my book on the bistro height table and be oh, so comfy. I stay and read in the warm kitchen and couldn't get those sweet potatoes out of my head. Had to get up and fix a sweet potato, adding butter and salt , and it was so yummy that I got up and fixed the other one. Hmmm, still feeling ok. Not quite sick yet. Oh, what is that? Can it be my remaining candy bar from yesterday? Yep, more coffee and now I have consumed the candy bar. You realize that I am, in essence, hiding in my kitchen eating? This is something I haven't done for quite some time. I am mad at myself for doing this, and I carefully hide all the wrappers in the trash and make my way back into the living room and hubby stops me and says "what is that on your face?". Busted. Chocolate on my face. Now I'm embarrassed and mad at him for calling me out on it. This leads to me flinging a tiny, unwarranted fit about something completely different and now I'm saying I'm mad at him, when I actually am mad at myself and don't want him to know it. Anything like this ever happen to you?
Not the best day for the happiest girl in the world. It's got to get better from here.
Later, TTFN.
2 comments:
I love your honesty and appreciate it so much. I can relate.
Oh, it will get better. It's just a hiccup... whatever you want to call it. I've done the same thing many times and we can be so hard on ourself. YOu know what I find that makes me want the sweets? Coffee. There's something wonderful about holding a nice warm cup of coffee in your hands, especially with this fall weather. The bad thing is, I want something sweet to go with it and then it starts me wanting more and more... sounds like that's what happened to you.
You made me laugh about the husband. I know its not funny. They saw we take things out on those closest to us... Hang in there, tomorrow is another day as Scarlet O'hara said in Gone with the Wind. One of my favorite sayings lately.
Good luck.
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