…that made me cave on my diet today. I had gone 7 weeks without cheating on my No S Diet, and today I caved. The ceiling in my dining room is being painted because of a leak in the roof, so I had to be home for that. Well, the boys were FASCINATED with the plastic that they covered the room with, so my entire morning was filled with keeping them away from the plastic. They refused to go in any other room, so I tried to keep them occupied whilst in the living room (right next to the dining room), but all my attempts failed. The thin plastic film won out every time.
Well, the fumes from the Kilz that they used to treat the stain were getting to us, so I decided to leave my house in the care of the painter’s helper (complete with tattoo sleeves) who was left to paint the ceiling. (I really wasn’t worried; but I did notice when I got home that I left a bank statement in plain view – oh well.) So we drove around, and Levi was asleep within one minute of driving, so we couldn’t get out. I made a quick deposit and decided to drive around to insure that he fell into a deep enough sleep to transfer him out of the car and into the bed without noticing.
Whilst (I love using that word) driving around I purposely turned away from the Starbucks across the street from my bank drive-thru. I did a loop around the neighborhood, though, and ended up right in front of it again. Screw it! I drove on through! All I ordered was a kids apple juice for Samuel and a toffee almond bar for me. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I NEEDED it. It tasted really great and was just the little treat I needed after a tough morning. I’m not worried about the one little sweet treat making me bloat up; I was just disappointed that my no-cheating spree was over. Now I have to start over.
On a funnier note, Samuel kept calling the painter’s helper “the little man” (he’s probably 5’ 9” and 140 pounds). He said it outside, but then he said it right in front of him. I don’t think the guy was paying attention, but I had to keep myself from laughing.