Thursday, April 05, 2012
Today was one of my more challenging days, but being an eternal optimist, I will find a way to make sure that my glass is half full and not half empty. Started off work and had a smile on my face - what a beautiful day! Had a fairly productive morning and then bam, my first challenge of the day. One of our favorite clients was in on his yearly pilgrimage to our office to do some book restoration for us on some of our old historical records. He is one of the nicest men I have ever known, and always makes it a practice to bring us a little goodie when he comes. I was not in a frame of mind to handle any goodies today, but there it was anyway! He had stopped at the bakery up the street and brought my boss and I a "Big As Your Head" peanut butter cookie, which of course, happens to be my favorite cookie. I mustered up all my strength and gave my cookie to another co-worker, but I must admit I wasn't feeling cheerful about it. I just got myself a big glass of water and chugged it in an attempt to fill that peanut butter cookie-sized hole. Made it through to lunch without a major malfunction.
Challenge Number 2 came in the form of another customer bearing gifts. If you have read my blog, "Battle With A Chocolate Donut ", this is that same sweet man. He had stopped at a newly re-opened bakery in the next town where, on their opening day a couple of weeks ago, customers were lined up for more than a block to get in and when the cook came out covered in flour to announce that they were now out of donuts (the treasured treasures that everyone was waiting in line for) , a strange thing happened. Rather than being angry, the crowd broke out in applause because they were so happy for the success of this small business. Anyway, I digress. My friend came in bearing a box of these phenomenal donuts, filling my office with the fragrance of a little French bakery. Just shoot me now! I thanked him sweetly, took the box from him, and circulated around the office distributing the sweet treats. I went back to my boss's office with the box, looked at her and said "Pick your poison!". She said " Ha! How do you like that? You can't have any because you're trying to get skinny and I think it's funny and then she said Me too!" as she grabbed for the biggest chocolate donut she could find. ( "This was after eating the "big as your head peanut butter cookie". That was the straw that broke the camel's back. I stood up straight and announced " I am NOT trying to get skinny, I am trying to get healthy, and weight loss is just going to be an additional bonus. Also, I COULD have one and I CAN have one, but I WON'T! and strode out of her office. I thanked the dear man and sent him on his way and then said "I am going to punch the lights out on the next man that comes through the door with a treat for me."
I didn't have long to wait. Our City Messenger came in and came over and plunked a box of Girl Scout cookies on my desk. This is the same man that I coerced to eat my chocolate donut in My Battle With A Chocolate Donut blog. I glared at him and snarled "Tell me that you are NOT bringing me a box of Caramel Delight Girl Scout cookies.". He started to snicker, and I reached over to throw it at him. As I lifted the box, I noticed that it was rather light, and shook it, and it didn't rattle. Upon closer inspection, I discovered that one of our outside departments had just used the cookie box for packaging and was sending over a box of stickers for me. I looked at him and said "You don't know how close I came to inflicting bodily harm on you, and by the way if you ever feel compelled to bring me something, bring me flowers. Thank you very much!"
Why is it that men feel they have to bring treats, much like a cat bringing home a prized dead pet mouse for it's owner and looking for a pat on the head or a scratch behind the ear? I think I need to put up a sign that says "Bring me flowers, not food!". I certainly don't LOOK like I am in need of food.
However, there is a bright side to this saga. I won two more battles over food and each one that I conquer, I am feeling stronger with each and every one because my eye is on the mark and I am not going to go backwards. I am feeling very good about my victories today and I didn't collapse or die. I am two steps closer to my goal and it feels pretty darn good! The truth is, the Treat is a Trick! It may give you a temporary thrill of satisfaction, but it is a short -lived one and is a very slippery slope. Some people are able to have a small bite of something and be satisfied, but I am not quite at that point yet and find that abstinence is a better choice for me until I am strong enough to not feel like I need to have the whole thing and will, with each successful battle under my belt, be able to share a dessert or have just a bite or two of something and still be in control. Like the song says, "There's a new day coming, and it's just around the bend! ". I'm wishing sweet victories for all of you, as well.