I'm sitting at my desk, avoiding figuring out dinner. (cake pop?)
I've been a slacker all day.
I want to eat a frozen cake pop, which would be taunting me from the frosty depths of my freezer if they could. But they're frozen, and frozen cake pops don't talk.
There's a pile of snow outside.
I have several projects that I keep thinking I'll work on, but I don't. But it's nice to imagine.
Weight loss has stalled, but really, I'm only about 4 pounds from my first milepost. That's something that I could reach by this time next month. A short term goal is good. Keeps me from biting heads of taunting cake pops.
I've come to realize I have a problem with finishing things. I think it's because I'm a perfectionist. I don't even finish bottles of shampoo, or lotion or toothpaste. I almost always open a new (whatever) before the old one is done. Maybe I'm impatient?
I'm going to make a cheesecake for my husband's birthday. I would invite my neighbors to share, but they're kind of vegan now, and don't eat sugar, too. Totally puts a crimp in my "share the sugar" plan to avoid eating the rest of the cheesecake. But my husband and children aren't the ones trying to get loose weight, so cheesecake it shall be, and will power shall be mine.