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Black Coffee and Cherry Pie by Ronisha Browdy
December 14th, 2012 2:26 PM
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.
Monday:
A couple of huggs. You know the Hershey huggs with the white chocolate and milk chocolate center. Delicious.
Tuesday:
A bag of Cuties. I know they are for kids, but I'm technically a kid on the inside.
Wednesday:
A bag of grapes. Thrown up into the air and caught directly into my mouth (skills!)
Thursday:
A night of playing "Call of Duty: Special Ops" with my boo. Kill them zombies!
Friday:
Sleep. Woke up at 8:00AM rather than 7.
Saturday:
Some more sleep.
Sunday:
A delicious batch of Nestle chocolate chip and peanut butter cookies with a glass of cocoa moo on the side.
Outcome:
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.
Monday:
A couple of huggs. You know the Hershey huggs with the white chocolate and milk chocolate center. Delicious.
Tuesday:
A bag of Cuties. I know they are for kids, but I'm technically a kid on the inside.
Wednesday:
A bag of grapes. Thrown up into the air and caught directly into my mouth (skills!)
Thursday:
A night of playing "Call of Duty: Special Ops" with my boo. Kill them zombies!
Friday:
Sleep. Woke up at 8:00AM rather than 7.
Saturday:
Some more sleep.
Sunday:
A delicious batch of Nestle chocolate chip and peanut butter cookies with a glass of cocoa moo on the side.
Outcome:
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.
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posted by Libris Craft on December 19th, 2012 8:27 AM
I second Kattapa: overcoming guilt at taking time for one's self is a really big deal. Kudos to you.
Might not have been as much effort as some of the other completions. But overcoming guilt (a topic of almost all completions of this task) is a great feat no matter to what degree.