July 2
For me, allowing crap in my house is essentially choosing to binge – just at some future, as of yet unspecified date. Of course, that is not what I say to myself when I buy it and keep it. I have conversations about potential guests, about showing some gumption and eating them in moderation this time, that life is too short to deny myself, that I am being ridiculous – I’ll only have two for dessert after dinner on alternating days, or that the Girl Scouts really need my donation. Should I be surprised when my (perhaps subconscious) plan to eat them without restraint in a comes to fruition yet again?
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