November 3rd. The battle is underway. Every year those little mites engrain their rotten little mini-package-faces in my brain...deep down in a pillow case in some childs room....calling my name.....little Butterfingers, Baby Ruths, smarties, m&ms, PB cups....I cant stand it! I got through November 1st without so much as one chocolate. Ok, the kids DID take their loot to their Dad's house so I was safe.
Last night, Nov 2nd, was a junk-food-fest. Wrappers were flying....chip crumbs were rolling down my face....Im disgusted in myself.
Today is a new day. Ok Ive had a bag of chips already. So kill me now.
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