As I start leaving with the box I just glance down in it and there were a bunch of mini kit kat bars staring me in the face. I don't even like candy or sweets but I truly struggled to not eat just one. What the ****? It's like all the sudden my brain is trying to sabotage me! I actually had to pull over and put that box clear in the back where I couldn't see or reach it. I stopped by one of the other renters and gave it to them. They thought I was SO nice when in reality I was trying to just save myself from myself!Does it ever get better?
btw...I feel so much better after just typing this, lol.


