Honestly, this sugar habit is getting harder and harder to break. In the morning meeting, freshly baked cookies. In the afternoon, one of the lovely ladies went home on her lunch hour. made cookies, and brought them back still warm from the oven! There is no way I'm passing that up. So I again look forward to another day dawning. (BTW, I might have sneaked a handful of candy corn from my dresser when I got home. Not saying I did, but the dish seems conspicuously empty. And since I'm the only one in the house who eats candy corn...)
Tomorrow, tomorrow Really, it feels like entrapment.