So, when I came home tonight from work my dinner was another quarter of the pie with whipped cream piled high. They are really big pies so this was a giant piece. I just couldn't stand to see such a delightful goody go to waste. But, I still couldn't finish.
This makes me think of knitting. I purchase the materials for a project that maybe is too much, but I don't care, because I just know that it's going to be a treat to stitch up. I then become overwhelmed with the whole shebang but still press forward because it's so good. I keep going until I'm sick and just can't finish.
The nice thing about knitting is that I can just rip out the yarn and start something less overwhelming. Eating doesn't work that way. I'm still left feeling guilty and having just gained a few more ounces...
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