I survived Halloween. It isn’t exactly a victory but it is an accomplishment. Survival is always an accomplishment.
We took the kids trick or treating in a fairly affluent neighborhood and the candy selection in the plastic pumpkins was nothing short of fantastical. There were Reese’s Cups, Nerds, Runts, Snickers, Milky Ways, Hershey Kisses and every other delicious concoction that lists, “high fructose corn syrup” as the first ingredient. My kids, particularly my daughter, went nuts. She ate with purpose, devouring each morsel, not with enjoyment in mind but with a determination to finish as much as possible in the shortest amount of time. I see so much of myself in her. It’s scary. The girl loves food.
Tomorrow my excuses end. There are no holidays, no trips, no arbitrary reasons to fail. The candy is there and that is scary but I don’t have to eat it.
Goal for tomorrow: EAT ONLY AT THE TABLE.
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