I find it difficult to reward myself. Possibly because I don't think I deserve it, or probably because I find it difficult to devote time for myself. I mean, as a graduate student, a TA, a writing center consultant, a daughter, a fiance, an auntie, a human being that needs food, shelter, and water, it is really hard to just give myself a little treat...but I tried.
A couple of huggs. You know the Hershey huggs with the white chocolate and milk chocolate center. Delicious.
A bag of Cuties. I know they are for kids, but I'm technically a kid on the inside.
A bag of grapes. Thrown up into the air and caught directly into my mouth (skills!)
A night of playing "Call of Duty: Special Ops" with my boo. Kill them zombies!
Sleep. Woke up at 8:00AM rather than 7.
Some more sleep.
A delicious batch of Nestle chocolate chip and peanut butter cookies with a glass of cocoa moo on the side.
Well, besides gaining at least 3 1/2 pounds from eating so much. I feel relaxed. I never give myself a break, and although I probably would have eaten all those sweets any other week, I would have ate them as a reaction to my stress, not as a reward to myself.
I realize that I need more me time. I am happier (wider...but jollier), and so is everyone else around me.