The unfortunate part about being sick yesterday (or ďsick,Ē as I like to call it) was that thereís no comfort food left in the house. Iíve been gradually using up all the ice cream sandwiches and granola bars, and not replenishing the supply. Itís a long term strategy for better nutrition (or at the very least, less eating). And the truth is, I wasnít hungry yesterday anyway. But I sure could have used something chocolate.
And today I had to go to the grocery store. Actually, I had to go to the bank, so that the bills Iím paying will stay paid and the checks wonít bounce. But the bank being inside the grocery store, there I was. Full service bakery and all. I had a list, but thereís always some wiggle room. If I always got only what was on my list, Iíd never have discovered honey mustard pretzels or Caramel Caribou ice cream.
Lucky for me thereís a difference between craving something when youíre feeling lowdown and snatching that same thing off the shelf when youíre upright and pushing a shopping cart. I was mildly tempted, but I maintained. Thatís all I would have needed, to start bringing those fruitless (and vegetableless) treats back into my pantry again.
So letís hope I donít get sick again soon, because Iíll surely regret my Spartan shopping trip today. Or maybe Iíll work myself around to the idea that celery sticks can be a comfort food. (Celery sticks dipped in chocolate, maybe.)