It's that time of the month and I asked my hubby to buy a bag of chips to satisfy my craving. (Earlier this morning he got me a coffee cheesecake) So when he got home from the car repair shop, there it was! Weeee!!!! Two small bags!
I haven't washed the dishes yet so I told myself that the chips would be my reward. I went to the kitchen to do the dishes and when I was done I went to the living room to check if there were some spots where I could do some quick uncluttering. I was surprised to hear someone cough. It was my eldest son. He was already up from his afternoon nap. Bummer. Now I can't eat my chips. I wouldn't want to teach my kids poor eating habits.
I'm sure I can still have the chips later :)