A cookie fairy visited me

Wrestling* with my usual with food issues this week (I’m so bored of them, as I’m sure you are, but what happened was, I decided to go off sugar again then ate ice cream last night that I didn’t even want just so I could taste it, thus choosing temporary taste bud pleasure over the lasting pleasure of health for, like, the twenty million billionth time), I decided this morning that I wouldn’t eat sweets unless someone gave them to me. In other words, I wouldn’t purchase desserts for myself or request that anyone else purchase them for me. I wouldn’t go waltzing into the kitchen at 8 o’clock at night and eat a spoonful of hot fudge sauce just because I wanted it, but if someone walked up to me and said, here, surprise, have this delicious piece of cake, then I would enjoy it fully. This way, I thought, I would know that I was eating what the universe (or my higher self, or my spirit guides) wanted me to eat. I would know that I wasn’t going to live the rest of my life with no sweets, I was just going to have to wait for the universe to gift them to me. I thought about this deal on my way to work and shook my own hand (figuratively) and went about my day. At about 4 o’clock this afternoon, I went down the hall to check on something, and when I came back, there was a cookie on my desk. I am not lying. There was an actual cookie on my actual desk, and it was chocolate chip.
The student who works in my office said, “You were left a cookie.”
“Who left me a cookie?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” he said. “Someone.”
Obviously, this was a sign that my plan is a good one.
The cookie was also a good one.

*This is not a good word. Let’s say that I was negotiating with my food issues.

Comments

[Susan (Numberoenestateagetn)]

This subject lies so well with me...I am sure I eat for the sake of it and yet am always concious of my health and my figure/weight etc. I just can't stop myself so I know exactly where you're coming from. I have started the Master Cleanse diet and I am on Day 3 and it is soooo hard. What it does though is it makes you realise where your weaknesses are (for example, I walked through my door, from simply being outside for 5 minutes and found myself heading for the fridge!) Then of course I remembered that I couldn't eat anything and that was that. I think the Cookie story is amazing. I wonder who put it there. What a good idea though to only eat something when its offered to you. I love your blog by the way.

[Carmen]

I love your blog too! and the new header! totally!