In conjunction with giving up Dr. Pepper, I am trying to give up candy/sweets/junk food. Well, not give up entirely. Just eat it less. (I've been really good about it too. I haven't had anything since the day I quit DP.) I don't eat things like that everyday, but I would say that I do at least two or three times a week. I've given it before, I know I can do it again. I'm just having a really hard time wanting to do it this time around. Especially without my sweet, precious Dr. Pepper to fall back on.
I usually keep some sweet staples around the house, but since swearing off, I haven't been buying my usual stuff. Yesterday, I was craving something sweet really badly. I had and ah ha moment and decided to make some chocolate chip cookies. I always have chocolate chips around and I convinced my sugar deprived brain that there was a long lost bag of them at the back of the cupboard. I must have rooted around in there for about 15 minutes and I never found that mystery bag of chips. I started to feel really desperate. I didn't know what I was going to do. I kind of gave up and began wandering the house to try and take my mind off it when I came upon the most glorious site I have ever seen. It was a forgotten Valentine's Day treat bag of one of my kids. It was like a light from heaven was shining down upon it. I immediately grabbed it and started digging around. At the very bottom of the bag I found one fun size Snickers and one fun size Twix. I ripped them open and shoved them into my mouth. They were the most glorious things I have ever tasted in my whole entire life. I heard the Hallelujah Chorus as I was eating them. A total meltdown was avoided and all was good and right in my world at that moment.
I don't know what I'll do if this happens again. What I ate were the only good things left in the bag. I shudder to think about it.