Oh Crap!

I was in such a good place this morning and then as morning crept on and it started to become late morning and now noontime, my cravings for sweets have increasingly grown.  I think I would still be okay (i.e., made it through the day "sweets free"),  if I hadn't discovered the container of brownies that I had forgotten were in the fridge.  Long story short, I made a batch for my son's school party last week that had come out way undercooked, and instead of tossing them, I saved them because I was thinking of using them to decorate his cake (I was going to use them as the gravel for a race track).  I ended up not using them, and then forgot they were here.

I opened the container and just stared at them.  A HUGE part of me just kept saying, "PUT THEM IN THE GARBAGE BECAUSE YOU'LL EAT THEM" and then another part of me said, "JUST ONE BITE!"  About 4 mouthfuls later, here I am, and they are finally in the trash.  I'm trying not to get down on myself about this.  They say don't bring sweets into your house thinking you'll be strong enough not to eat them, because you won't be.  I used to think that was only for people who were weak, people who had no self-control, people who had no willpower.  That person is me :-).  I'm not strong enough to have that kind of stuff in my house and not eat it.  Maybe someday I will be, but not now.  Time to remember that this is not a failure, but a mistake that I must get past, and learn from.  Back to fighting fat...again.