In the kitchen is an entire shelf of chocolate cakes and biscuits. Bought for Christmas, there are three boxes of Jaffa Cakes, a pack of Viscount mint biscuits, a pack of Blue Ribands, a pack of Tunnock's Caramel Wafers, a pack of Cadbury Mini Rolls, and several Jaffa Cake mini rolls. I thought I could resist them, seeing as i've been off chocolate for the most part for several months, but in the last ten minutes I've eaten three of the Jaffa Cake mini rolls, and two of the Tunnock's caramel wafers.
I feel awful. I didn't *enjoy* them at all, and even while I was shoving them in, I was thinking to myself that I didn't want them. Any good that I have done over the past two days is guaranteed to be undone by the morning, and I really don't think I can face starting the meat and eggs thing over again. I guess I'll be off in a minute to drink as much water as I can before bed, and figure out what to do with all the leftover junk in the kitchen. I'd like to throw it all out, but I keep thinking what a waste it would be. Yet if it sits on the shelf until the best before date and then gets thrown out, that wouldn't be any less of a waste!
And I was feeling all motivated, having just re-read Michelle McManus's book in the bath. *Sigh*
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