Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Today a co-worker came around and had some extra snack sized bags of crunchy Cheetos and asked if I wanted one. I was going to say, "no thanks," but the snack fairy got the best of me and I took one. I tossed the bag on my desk intending to either throw it away or to take it downstairs to the kitchenette, place it on the "freebie" table and walk away. But, oh no, the snack fairy would have none of that. She waited about 15 minutes after I had finished my very healthy lunch of chicken, a small piece of mountain bread, 6 cherry tomatoes, and some crinkle-cut carrots to strike. When I turned around to get a file off of my desk, there they were, those delicious, crunchy, yummy Cheetos. That's when I quickly grabbed the bag, ripped it open like I had never seen Cheetos before, and gobbled them down before I knew what was happening! I got a little upset with myself, then decided that it wasn't worth getting angry and made a promised to eat lighter at dinner, which I did. So, it all turned out okay in the end; and I know that tomorrow is a brand new day, a clean slate upon which to chart my food.