Courage at Twilight: I Can’t Resist a Cookie

On our last voyage to the grocery store, Mom ensconced a flat of vanilla cream sandwich cookies in her full cart, and I watched them lustily as they made their way to the kitchen pantry.  The sugar and the fat are the problem: I am determined to stay unheavy and unfat and unflabby and to not come down with diabetes.  The first night I was valiant in resisting the temptation of sweet creamy crunch.  The second night I snuck two, which was allowable because my childhood allotment was three cookies so two could not possibly do me any harm.  The third night I carried off three to my bedroom, breaking off tiny nibbles to extend the pleasure.  Three was acceptable because the childhood allotment has long since taken on moral weight as the universally correct number of cookies for a human being to consume in one sitting.  The fourth night I lifted four, a guilty excess of the universe’s cookie threshold, and I knew I was in trouble.  If one could not stop at three, after all, when would one stop?  On the fifth day, I carried the half-consumed package to Mom and explained, “Mom, these cookies are causing way too much trouble.”  She looked worried.  “They are just too good, and I’m going to eat all of them if you don’t do something with them.”  That is the way it works for me: if I can resist buying them and bringing them home in the first place, I can abstain.  But once they are in the house, I am powerless.  Mom grinned and promised, “I will hide them from you.”  I swear, I will not hunt them down as my sisters and I might have done in decades past.  I felt instant relief that the exquisite cookies would tempt me no longer, and instant remorse for having to say good-bye.

1 thought on “Courage at Twilight: I Can’t Resist a Cookie

  1. Stuart Danker

    Lol agreed. I’ve had problems with junk food lately, and as long as they’re not around, then I’m fine with not eating them for long periods of time. Once they’re within arm’s reach then it becomes that much harder. Thanks for this post!

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