I am wierd.
We have the entire kitchen completely stuffed with temptations. I have learned to live with it, because it is basically me buying it.. hording it like a chipmunk for winter. I am in essence an "addict" and I have worked on myself for the past 5 years, successfully for the most part. IF I don't have it at home I panic, but I don't need to eat it myself.
And I want a fully stocked baking cabinet (hello.. I have like 20 bars of different kinds of chocolate in there) so I never have to go out shopping first (but I always seem to find an excuse to do so anyways). But still. I don't eat it.
I eat when I am bored or nervous, or if i want to "treat" myself and so on and so forth.
But eating it just because it is there? nah, not so much.
Anyways, yesterday went fine. And I braved up and stepped on the scale. It was nicer than my brain has been thinking I was at.
Oh I'm the complete opposite. I'll eat it just because it's there. And sometimes I'll eat it until it's completely gone...it's disgusting really.... the run in's I have with some snacks I tell you! So to combat that...I don't really keep to many snacks in the house...it's pointless because they don't last very long at all. But I'll go over a friends house and I'll see the same snacks as I saw the week before and I'm friggin amazed. I just wonder and awe at how you can keep a box of devil dogs in your cabinet for a week and not open them (and in my case eat them all).