... and I want to eat JUNK.
Lots and lots and lots of junk. So what am I doing? I'm sitting here surfing the various nutrition tables and calculators of such fine establishments as McDonalds, Taco Bell, A&W, KFC, American restaurants (Pizzeria Uno's, Chili's, Boston Market ...) and whoever else I can think of. And I'm plugging in exactly what I want to eat, and watching the calories and fat grams pile up, and then looking at the final numbers and realizing that I want the yum factor but not the consequences. This is not what I want to do to myself. I do not want Frank to tell me I overindulged, and so he can sock me upside the head with a gain. And besides, I'd likely be very ill as a result of eating "not-so-healthy" stuff after all this time.
So it's pointless, you say, to be "window-surfing" for junk food, over and over? Not so. It's taking up time, keeping me out of the kitchen, and soon, thank heavens, I can go to bed.
Go to bed, and dream of buffets. Big, mouth-watering buffets, with no one to watch me as I heap plate after plate of Chinese food, A&W onion rings, deep-dish pizza, Black Forest cake, and Chubby Hubby ice cream. And in the dream, I of course lose weight as a result of all that food.
Reality: A nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.
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Good job to come here and post instead of visiting the kitchen!!!
Whatever you can figure out that helps YOU through "that time" is a great diversion!! Good job, and take each day, (hour, minute :) ) as it comes!!!
ML
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