Well, not exactly half, but almost half. Close enough to half. Too close to half.
Of course, it wasn’t my intention. Friday night, my mama cooked a dinner for me, with peach cobbler for the dessert. Neither my brother nor sister ate any cobbler, which meant there was a lot left over. And the problem was, my mama did not want to keep the cobbler that was left. Since she had cooked it in my own personal baking dish, I was the one forced to escort it out of her house into mine. I knew it was over before it even started.
The next day, after having two more servings, I told my brother to come get some. I was hoping he would take the rest, but he took a reasonably sized portion. I looked at him like, this isn’t the time to be health conscious… I need you to save me from this peach cobbler! This is my cry for help.
Unfortunately, my cries went unheard. Or, better yet, they were drowned out in two more servings of cobbler. I stopped and thought, have I even had any real food today? I promised myself that I would pretend the rest of the peach cobbler didn’t exist, and I fell into a deep, peach-induced food coma.
The next day, I had all but forgotten about it. I was out of the house all day, but when I returned, there it was to greet me. It may as well had been smiling at me as it asked, “what took you so long?” I avoided eye contact with the cobbler as I ate the last few bites and it laughed at my pain. The cobbler was gone. And life, as I knew it, was over.
Only, it wasn’t over. My life is the same as it had been before. I am still the same person who loves fitness, meal preps most Sundays, and works out 4-5 days a week, but has an affinity for peach cobbler and most things chocolate. And I’m the person who knows herself well enough to not keep sweets in the house, because I know when they are there, it’s OVER.
The point is, life happens, and we’re all human. There will be times you completely go over the edge and disappoint yourself (hello, peach cobbler). There will be times when your actions are completely contrary to your own personal goals. Don’t wallow in it. And don’t use the “nobody’s perfect” speech to dig yourself into deeper into a hole. Acknowledge it for what it is, regain control, and keep pressing forward. Don’t let your disappointments define you. Know yourself well enough to predict your triggers so that you can avoid the trap. And don’t fall for the same trap twice. Peach cobbler, you are no longer welcomed in my house. Unless you’re a single serving.
Yeah, thats truth right there Joy, im the same way with Sweet Potatoe Pie. And I love Ice Cream! Like you stated, find a way to regain control, dust yourself off. Try again.
Yep that's me alright, the minute i taste any sweets i want more and more, so now i just try to avoid them altogether, that way i don't ignite the sweet tooth.