Day 11

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The date is noted as well, and I am remembering.

So as predicted, there were treats in the break room at work yesterday–chocolate chip cookies and a popcorn ball kind of thing and pretzels. There they were, looking at me, sweet and salty and tantalizing. Teasing me. Did I want them? You bet I did, but I want a healthier me more, and I gave them a wide berth as I walked by, not even stopping to smell their sweet fragrances. Better choices = a better me.

That’s my story for now, and I’m sticking to it.

About Kymm

I'm a reader and writer and knitter, a sister, daughter, and friend. This blog is my letter, of love and hate, frustration and joy, rants and praises, to a great big world. You can read it if you want to.

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