I decided to start drinking a Slim Fast shake for breakfast. Not necessarily as a weight-loss measure – though I could stand to have some loss of weight – but to prevent myself from eating so damn much sugar in the morning.
Here’s what I usually do.
I stroll over to the corporate cafeteria, conveniently located just across a driveway from my building. I chat with Alan, I scoop some oatmeal into a little, paper bowl. I then add sugar. Heaping spoonfuls of brown sugar. Then I add a little more oatmeal, then a lot more sugar. I then bebop over to the cream and fill a little plastic container full of the stuff (to later be dumped on my oatmeal). I pay Washington $.80, grab my spoon and some napkins, then I sit at my desk and slurp the oatmeal over the course of the next hour.
Dude, it’s so good. So creamy and sweet and sweet and good. Yes, I meant to say sweet twice there to emphasize that my oatmeal is SWEET.
And of course it’s sweet. It’s almost half sugar.
I know it’s not good for me. I know it’s really, really not good for me. So while grocery shopping this weekend – which I hate, in case you didn’t see my tweet – I grabbed some Slim Fast breakfast shakes.
I was good on my way to work this morning – I drank the shake in my car. I had to get an early start because I had an 8:30 meeting in a different building.
It was an important meeting full of dignitaries from the Ministry of Health in Indonesia and our new CEO. Because it was an important meeting, they had good breakfast items. Items from Panera. Items like danishes and croissants. Croissants filled with chocolate.
I grabbed one. Well, I grabbed two.
I took a Danish with cheese and cherries and I grabbed a chocolate croissant. The idea was to cut each in half and have the best of both worlds. But I took one bite of the chocolate croissant and knew that I made a mistake by grabbing the Danish. I should have grabbed two croissants and left the Danish in the box.
So, I ate my chocolate croissant, gave the Danish to a coworker, and here I sit feeling guilty. Guilty because I had the Slim Fast shake, dammit! That should have been enough! I should have ignored the croissants and the danishes and all of the other goodies and reminded myself that I had a (not so) yummy shake just a few minutes earlier.
But I have no self control. Zip. Zilch. Zero. No, seriously, I don’t. Ask anyone who knows me. I cannot resist candy/sweets/pastries. Can’t do it.
I cut myself a little slack this morning, though. I felt like I needed a little pick-me-up, even if only in the form of chocolate.
The HOA board denied our petition to rent our house. We found out this weekend.
Our hardship is not hard enough. We need something bigger, something worse than having to write a check for $25,000 to be allowed to rent our house.
Not the HOA’s.
I am beyond upset.