So I have been having a good week so far. I got through the Easter weekend and a small incident with a chocolate mint pie...pretty well. I am feeling good and adding walking to my exercise. I am loving my greek yogurt with flax meal and I think okay, I am ready for the added challenge of doing this healthy lifestyle while working.
I still have one week left and I am planning on sorting through clothes and sending them on to good will so my clothes are organized before I start work in a week.
As further proof of my together, mindful state I am reading Oprah. Its 1am, my 19 yr old son comes home from visiting with a friend after work. He hands me the black garbage bags I have been waiting for. But then he starts pulling stuff out of the pouch on his hoodie-
"Grandpa sent this to us, I guess his brother's wife sent a package for Easter"
I look up-he hands me pastel bunny corn, little foil covered chocolate balls- so far- no problem. Then because this is a package from Harry and Davids (an american company that sells packages of goodies including fruit, cookies etc for holidays.) he hands me a little bag of MOOSE MUNCH! Moose Munch is like caramel popcorn but so much better- including little nuggets of chocolate covered nuts and caramel popcorn. I LOVE MOOSE MUNCH!
I immediately start trying to open the little package which is sealed very tightly- do I pay attention to how resistant the package is? no, I keep fighting with the package. finally getting it open and stuffing the chocolate covered pieces in my mouth .
My son Nate is looking at me strangely- it is so delicious! I am eating piece after piece. My conscience is starting to say- "what are you doing Marianne?"
When "OW!" I am stopped by my tooth that has been hurting that needs to be pulled. (which is another story.)
My son says- "Well that was a dumb thing to be chewing on that with your tooth- what are you doing????"
I return to reality- my tooth hurts and I just realize that I am eating moose munch..
I hand it to my son- "get it out of here-" he puts it on a side table.
"NO, I say- you need to hide it- take it upstairs- and take the candy corn and the chocolate balls too!"
I can't believe I almost consumed a whole little bag of moose munch- at least all the chocolate pieces.
BUT I was saved by my bad tooth and now I will go put it in my food tracker...