Today was particularly difficult. I was really, really hungry all day. It was just that kind of day. And what I wanted above all else was a plastic tub of vanilla frosting. I usually get this craving when I'm cutting way back on sugar; when I did a cleansing fast a couple of years ago I dreamed of that chemically, buttery, vanillay stuff all the time. And today was no different.
I sat across from all that candy and all those cookies and I resisted. I stuck to my diet. And then I went to an office baby shower and was confronted by cupcakes. CUPCAKES. CUPCAKES WITH VANILLA FROSTING. Oh man, I could smell them. They smelled so good. As I was presented with the box of cupcakes I considered - briefly - sticking my head in the box and inhaling the frosting off one of the cupcakes. If I did it quickly enough, perhaps no one would notice.
But I said no. I said no to the cupcakes. Month of Good for the win! Yay me!
And now, changing subjects for a moment, I have to be completely honest with you. I really don't feel like writing this. I'm exhausted, and the only reason I'm doing this is because I promised and because I failed to do so yesterday. I'm sitting here trying to be at least somewhat entertaining and clever, but my heart isn't in it. I need to figure out a better time to blog than later in the evening, because I know I'm selling myself short. I had several topics I wanted to talk about, but the effort it would take would require energy I just don't have. And that's really too bad, because those are the things I want to capture.
Although I suppose what I'm writing right now is also something that should be captured, right? Exhaustion? Me forcing myself to follow through? The whole refusing cupcakes thing?
Maybe.
I could seriously go for some vanilla frosting right now...
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