Crumbs Cupcakes, why do you tempt me so?
I came into work this morning not feeling great (a couple of drinks last night, ok three) combined with my allergies does not make a great mix. I toodled into the kitchen to get my coffee and I see these puppies on the counter.
Why?!? I should be having oatmeal and almonds or something, and yet my hands are going towards the box, opening the box, cutting the cupcakes, and ultimately shoving them in my mouth. I feel the rush of pleasure as soon as they hit my face. I could keep going until they disappear (I like to finish things once I start, I am a high acheiver like that) but I hold back. It is the small victories.
Watch for my next post where I incessantly congratulate myself on purchasing my monthly train pass for June, and yet it is still May.