This evening, while watching Law & Order SVU, I ate four caramel scones, a bunch of caramel pretzels and almond milk. I am angry with myself.
I rarely eat junk like that at night. Or during the day.
In fact, I eat healthily.
What is happening?
Perhaps it is a little stress in my life. But I’d rather not go there now.
What am I going to do about it? I will toss out my stash of goodies, some of which I have kept for years in shoeboxes on a shelf, in a cabinet above my desk.
Want to know what I throw? I will name it as I throw it in my garbage pail:
Sweet and salty caramel pretzels, nine caramel scones, a 3.5 oz. Ghirardelli Intense Dark chocolate bar, a bag of chocolate bar pieces, a partial jar of marshmallow crème, a partial container of Nestlé’s Strawberry powder, a partial container of Hershey’s syrup, a partial bag of coconut sugar, a partial bag of brown sugar Splenda, and a partial box of Hershey’s Cocoa. Done.
If I want something sweet, and delicious, I will have one of my favorite treats, vanilla yogurt with thawed frozen cherries.
Ever have a junk food crisis like mine? Was your crisis over stress, too? Have you ever thrown out goodies in disgust, as I have?
Oh, so you’re wondering what I did not toss in the garbage just now.
I kept the soup croutons, potato chips to have with my sandwiches, matzo to have with peanut butter and jelly, fig bars because I don’t like them very much, some corn nuts for the next long car trip, and a bag of shredded coconut to remind me of when I made homemade nondairy ice cream.
Why did I keep all that mostly uneaten junk food? Perhaps as a test. Stupid, huh?
Mr. Ebsen may be contacted at robertebsen@hotmail.com
