Man, this season has been tough.
I am still overeating and, boy, today, am I paying the consequences.
I haven't gotten out of the proverbial bed all day long and I keep staring at mom's friend Yvonne as if to say, "why are you doing this to me?"
When I say that, or "look," that, what I really mean is, even though I am sick and woozy, "WHY AREN'T YOU GIVING ME TREATS?"
Now, to all good alcoholics or addicts, this, eh hem, "pattern" should seem familiar.
And just because it is a pattern, it certainly doesn't mean it would look good as a permanent form of wallpaper.
Today's Challenge: Try not to feel sorry for yourself because you aren't getting more, more and more. Perhaps, just for today, that is what is for the best.