My neighbor friend told me that she needed to be accountable to someone and told me she was going off of sweets. I had this urge to say I'd do it with her. I had this urge not to. I kept going back and forth, wondering if I could do it. I finally agreed.
This week I've failed miserably. I've decided I will start with renewed strength. Next week.
Here's how the week has gone since I made the agreement...
Day 1: church formal dinner activity, including wedding cake
Day 2: had friends over for dinner, who brought dessert
Day 3: my dad's birthday party, best cake in the universe served there
Day 4: might have snuck in a valentine chocolate
Day 5: totally unexpected call came offering to watch my boys, make valentine's for us with them, cook us dinner and help me put them to bed (WOW! - has this happened to you? THANKS TOSHA), this dinner included brownies
Day 6: (TODAY) relief society fireside followed by possible impromptu girl's night out for dessert
Day 7: (TOMORROW) valentine's parties at the kid's schools - guess what will be coming home
Day 8: Jackson's birthday party, cake anyone?
So, yeah. Next week.
So the sweets have been a real problem - though I've been very conscious of it and have had smaller pieces - does that help? What I did RIGHT this week was to finally join the gym. I am very excited about that.
Wish me luck.
And don't bring me any more cake, for heaven's sake.