Yesterday I made progress. I went to the grocery store and didn’t buy a donut. Truthfully going to the grocery store and coming home with just one donut would have been progress, but I came home with none. Which was a very deliberate decision. I of course stopped by the bakery to view the beautifully buttered crusts. But after a few deep breaths of sugary sweetness, I steeled my reserve and walked on.
I thought about donuts all day. Obviously I’m still thinking about them because I’m writing about them. They are so yummy.
Standing at the bakery, I told myself I would feel bad after I ate a donut. And even worse after I ate the second. It comes quickly. Donuts are so good, then they make me feel very bad. So I passed. I’m still thinking of it and I’m not sure exactly how I feel. I am not very bad, so I suppose I dodged the donut.