Who knew Joe going to school and coming home at 2:30 PM Monday through Friday would do wonders for my waistline? Since Joe started school, which was Monday, I have lost two pounds. Two pounds, People! Two!
Why? Because I’ve started exercising! Yeah. Right. No, the real reason is because, I do not eat junk food in front of the kids. What I do behind my closet door is my own business. I’d rather not influence my kids with my poor eating habits. The fact that I eat behind my closet door is completely normal and will not scar the boys in any way, shape or form. (That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.) Anyway … my prime ‘snack/binge’ time typically occurs between 3pm and 5pm. However, now that I have supervision during my afternoons, the binges have ceased. Dang blast it.
Well, the binges ceased as of Tuesday. You see, Monday afternoon, Joe caught me eating chips around 4pm. He had gone to my neighbor’s house to play with her son, Joseph. I saw his departure as chance to raid the cabinet. However, about 10 minutes later he came back to the house to get something to show Joseph. I felt my face blush.
“Oh! Chips!” He said.
“You caught me.” I said surprised.
“What?” He asked. Thank goodness for the naivety of a 5yr old.
“Oh nothing.” I said.
“Can I have some?” He asked, while simultaneously reaching his hand in the bag.
He was back out the door within minutes. The coast was clear. I could commence my binge eating in peace. I think it best that Joseph come to our house and play after school. After all, I still have 8 pounds I’d like to lose.
Distracted by life may help me lose weight.
Being busy and watched, the food I abate.
No more afternoon snicky-snacks for me.
I’ve settled for a cup of decaf green tea.
Eating ice cream on weekends? Still a mandate.
“Now that my kid is in school, he no longer to take naps.”
“Really? Oh well.”
“Oh well?! Oh well?! What do you mean ‘Oh well’? You don’t understand. He is so cranky when he gets home. He drives me crazy! He’s cranky. I’m cranky. We’re all cranky. AND, I have work to do for my paid gig. I can’t be at his beck and call every time he becks and calls. This school thing sucks. Seriously. I tip my hats to all the stay at home Moms that are home and love it. I don’t love it. I’m sorry, but I don’t. And, juggling work, home chores and Mom chores is – well it sucks! Oh. And. AND. What happens during the school breaks?! How in the heck am I going to manage that AND my paid gig? Huh? Tell me that.”
“My Mom has Cancer. That sucks more.”
Sometimes it’s hard to put things into perspective.
Because the challenges we face are always subjective.
We all carry rocks in our life backpack.
And sometimes we pick what we add to the sack.
So, remember some problems are purely elective.