My Life, As Told Between (Baby Cakes') Naps

I am completely and utterly incapable of self-restraint when it comes to snacking.  If it’s there, I’ll keep consuming it until it’s not there any longer.  It’s not a super good characteristic when one’s trying to lose weight.  Through the years, I’ve learned to cope with my debilitating weakness.  The best method of coping is simply to not buy the food in the first place.  This is not always possible though as snacks seem to magically leap into my cart while I’m grocery shopping and insist on being taken home.  I am helpless to resist.  (“Whatever you say Mr. Hershey’s!”)

Lately, my method of coping is to simply throw perfectly good snacks away before I can finish them.  (I know, starving children, etc. – I already feel bad about this practice, but I don’t have a choice people.  I don’t have a choice!)  

I had an ephiphany today:  I suffer from a very efficient form of bulimia.