Off the wagon

Today I fell off the wagon. It’s been a little rough lately and I have been eating more than normal but today I totally lost it. I was stuck at work late and when I finally left there I rushed to the grocery store with a crazy urge for chocolate chip cookies. On the drive from the store to my house I eyed the cookie dough tube like it was a long lost lover or something. I walked in the door to the house and I didn’t even acknowledge Puppy or take him for his usual walk I just ripped open the cookie dough and chowed down. And here’s the scary part – I don’t even like raw cookie dough very much. But, somehow, the thought of waiting for the oven to pre-heat and forming all those little balls of dough and then waiting for them to cook was too much for me. I just couldn’t wait and I tore into the batter like there was no tomorrow… and then I baked the cookies… while eating more dough… and then I ate the cookies too… with lots of milk (skim at least).

Finally I came to my senses and stopped myself. I scooped up the rest of the uneaten cookies and put them in a Tupperware container to take to work tomorrow. Obviously I can’t be trusted with them.

Heaven help me at my next weigh-in!