These last few days I have been fine-tuning my Food Plan. I have some stupid ideas of what is appropriate and what is not.
Somehow I got it in my head that a little something, a little sweet, was a nice way to finish my lunch on a daily basis. This little something, most recently, has taken the form of two store-bought cookies. After finishing my simply satisfying lunch, I was eating two cookies or another “smallish” treat. Such a cute and nice habit, FOR A HOBBIT!
Where did I get this idea? Was it from “Leave it to Beaver”? I grew up in a household where we did not have store-bought sweets. My mother thought they were a waste of money. We did not routinely have dessert with dinner. We rarely left the dinner table full. Most of the time, I was still a little bit hungry, in fact.
I think these ideas come from my lizard brained inner child. “These two cookies are nurturing and comforting, sort of self-care.” “You deserve little treats for all the very hard work you have done so far today.” Where is the truth?
Do I deserve to sabotage my plans and my goals of becoming healthier? Wealthier? These cookies do cost money and they are costly in the long term for my health: type-2 diabetes, high cholesterol, limited mobility, sore joints, poor self-esteem… Wise? Is this really a wise choice? Processed food which can lead to sugar addiction?
The solution: looking back at my Food Plan: “Sweets are to be home-made and eaten once a week.” There is no room for my Hobbit indulgence. Maybe I need to review my Food Plan daily. Goodbye Hobbit-Anne, hello healthy, wealthy, and wise Anne.
