Only six more days to go. I'm pretty sure I can finish. But it doesn't seem to be getting any easier.
At my family reunion this weekend I was able to restrain myself, despite the fact that several unnamed members of my extended family took perverse pleasure in doing things like waving handfuls of M&Ms in front of my face. :) Don't worry, I thought it was pretty funny.
But now that I'm back home with nothing to do this evening, that pathological craving for chocolate has returned. And it's overwhelming.
Worse, there's a bag of Ghirardelli chocolates sitting in the fridge right now--only a few steps away from me. Ironically it was a gift from a friend of mine to be eaten when I break the fast.
Note to self: this whole chocolate fast thing is a great way to score free chocolate.
I know I can make it through the 30 days. But I now understand that this--THIS is privation. I'd better go brush my teeth.
Finally, let me share some more rather blunt feedback on the Chocolate fast:
From a reader in New Zealand: What the hell were you thinking?
From our friend Tatyana (best if said with a Russian accent): Why would you do this? Why would you suffer like this? What is the point?
I'm beginning to wonder the same thing!