Friday, October 25, 2013
I usually get home from yoga (or working late) between 8:30 & 9:00 pm, at which time I have been out of the house for 12 hours, and I am BURNT. Thinky Brain is done for the day and Autopilot takes over. So if I hang out in the kitchen in the evening, it is just a matter of time before I start eating again.
If I go upstairs to read or noodle around on the internet, I will not come downstairs and prowl for food unless I am genuinely hungry.
I do run the risk of the domestic partner bringing bowls of popcorn "just to be nice," but he's vehemently anti-butter, so at least there's that.