Monday, January 4, 2010
The worst...
This is by far the hardest part of the day for me. If I had any sense at all, I would go to bed before 1 am and avoid the nighttime munchies that way. But alas, I don't seem to do that and I instead just want to cry when I think about all of the potato chips and ice cream out there in the world just waiting to be eaten. Sigh. Does this ever get any easier?
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They say it does get easier. Frankly, I think "they" are full of shit. Yet, I cling to the idea that I'm wrong, and they're right...and eventually I'll cross that threshold where it actually happens.
ReplyDeleteOf course, it might happen a little faster if I started keeping up with my diet blog again, huh? Yes, that definitely needs to added to this week's to-do list.