There are Donuts in the Kitchen
I do realize it is a giving thing. Someone got Dunkin Donuts for the house and I do think it is very nice … however, it is really hard for me. When I go into the kitchen, the donuts are impossible to ignore. Thank G-d, the box is closed, but I think I have already memorized everything that is in the box. I am doing okay right now, but I want them to not be in my sights every time I go into the kitchen. I am not going to eat them. I am good at not eating that stuff because I know I can have it once per week if I want it.
Luckily, the last time I had a donut, I didn’t really like it. It was too rich for me at the time. I ate it anyhow because G-d forbid I throw away food.
I am heading to bed in a moment. I just thought this would be a good thing to share. It is so much easier to resist food when it is not in my home. In this case, it is practically staring at me. I wish the nice person gave the donuts on Sunday when I let myself have some goodies. Today, not today.
Look at me. Just knowing the food is near can make me obsessive!
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