Semi-Comatose
You know those days where you wake up and go through the motions of living yet your head never quite joins you?
Last Thursday (Valentines Day) I ate chocolate. Not just a taste either. I ate several tiny candy bars. Now I know better than to do that but I did it anyway. About once a year I fall completely off the wagon, usually around Christmas. This year I made it through Christmas just fine, only to fall for Valentines candy. Stupid! Stupid!
I could blame it on the husband for bringing home three big bags of chocolate. I could but I won’t. He didn’t tie me down and force me to eat chocolate. Nope, no one to blame but myself.
So here I sit a week later, still fighting off my chocolate hangover. Semi-comatose. The lights are on, but no one is home.
Last Thursday (Valentines Day) I ate chocolate. Not just a taste either. I ate several tiny candy bars. Now I know better than to do that but I did it anyway. About once a year I fall completely off the wagon, usually around Christmas. This year I made it through Christmas just fine, only to fall for Valentines candy. Stupid! Stupid!
I could blame it on the husband for bringing home three big bags of chocolate. I could but I won’t. He didn’t tie me down and force me to eat chocolate. Nope, no one to blame but myself.
So here I sit a week later, still fighting off my chocolate hangover. Semi-comatose. The lights are on, but no one is home.