I am saying so long to my treat-head ways and so long to Candy Crush. Ironic that both have to do with sugar?
I have come to realize that I will never be able to complete my first promise of taking back my health if I don't agree to go without a daily treat. Literally. Every single day I say to Adam, "We should get _________ (fill in the blank with ice cream, cupcake, soda, etc.) because I worked hard/had a bad day/want to celebrate/and so on." And every day I make Adam feel bad because he has to tell me no. He has to tell me no because I told him he had to, because it was becoming a problem. And then he feels bad because he knows I really want it and he hates when I get pouty. Because I always do. So I am going to cut the habit right out of my life. The treat asking has to stop because it isn't conducive to my health or mine and Adam's relationship. There will still be some times for treats, but we can all say farewell to my need for a treat every day and every weekend and every date night. It is excessive and addictive.
There have been a lot of days when Adam and I are about to do something and I have to tell him, "Hold on. Let me finish this game of Candy Crush." What is the problem with this situation? First, the fact that a game is keeping me from time with my husband which is limited to start with. And second, that I am so glued to my game that I can't even think to pause it to pay attention to something live, right in front of my face. So good bye. Candy Crush. You are deleted. And I am not looking back.