months ago i started incorporating yogurt into my meals
it was my dessert.
not really low carb, but not terrible either.
it was my nightly snack.
i bought these cute little dessert bowls…perfect for my yummies.
one broke shortly after i got them
but the other one was still around.
until about a month ago. it met its demise while washing dishes.
no big deal right?
one would think.
since then i have eaten yogurt twice.
’cause it just doesn’t taste the same in any other bowl
think i’m kidding?
i wish i were…cause i know how crazy that sounds.
i’ve lost my taste for it…and i have been unsuccessful in finding another bowl just like it.
which got me to thinking.
at home…i eat dinner with one fork. a fork i’ve had since i was a child.
my wine…one very specific glass out of at least 8 others
my morning coffee? yup, same mug every single morning…but wait it gets weirder
i have a different mug i only use on weekends.
closets and closets full of clothing…and i stick to the same few pieces over and over again
mind you, complaining all the while that i have no clothes
a million purses and i stick to one…
shoes…i can’t even count how many pairs i have, but tend to stick to one pair for each season.
food? i could literally eat the same exact thing over and over and over again.
day after day after day.
until something inside me decides i’m done with it…then get to the next food…and lather rinse repeat!
it’s crazy isn’t it???
what’s scarier is i really haven’t noticed how bad it was till now.
does this even have a name???
am i certifiable?
wow – just wow!