Last Thursday I had to run a quick errand to buy a gift for a baby shower I had that evening. So, I quickly ran to Target on my lunch break.
I’ve committed 3 things to myself:
1. I will not buy myself any clothes until after my birthday. (Not sure why I set this deadline, but it seemed to work.)
2. I will not drink carbonated beverages. (This was something I had not slipped on for over 8 years. But, I started casually sipping my husband’s Dr. Pepper, or Root Beer… just sips. And, over the last 2 months I’ve reached for entire cans of carbonated drinks without even thinking about what I was doing.)
3. I do not eat meat. (Fish sometimes, yes, but chicken? Beef? Pork? Not this girl.)
Back to my lunch break on Thursday.
Fully intending to purchase a little outfit for this baby shower, I walk into Target and instantly start glancing through the women’s clothing. (I’ve really enjoyed the new Patrick Robinson line.) As I glance, I start piling clothing in my arms to try on-
just to try on. (Trying something on doesn’t necessarily mean you intend to buy it, right?)
Wrong. I walked out of the store after purchasing an entire outfit. (Bracelet included.)
Needing to get back to work sooner than later and needing lunch, I opt for Greek Soulvaki, as they have a drive-thru. Thinking I’d order just a Greek Salad and pita, I begin to place my order… but, I thought why not treat myself to a Veggie Gyro? (Feta Cheese, tomatoes, romaine lettuce, and cucumber sauce all tucked in a warm soft pita? Yum.)
I pull up to the window where the cashier asks if I’d like a combo, which includes Lemon Rice and a beverage… Sure. What the heck? After all, I haven’t been drinking
that much carbonation lately… “A Dr. Pepper, please.”
Then the cashier says, “Just so you know, the Lemon Rice has Chicken Stock in it… is that okay?”
I stop. Think about it and say: “Yes, that’s just fine.”
I arrive back to work, pull into the parking lot and quickly get back to my desk and eat my lunch.
While eating, I look down at the Lemon Rice, and stop mid-chew… I’m eating chicken stock?! (Most likely, all vegetarians have eaten some sort of chicken stock without realizing it. Ignorance can be bliss. But, this time I was fully aware of the fact that I chose to eat the chicken.)
To get the taste out of my mouth, I sipped on the Dr. Pepper… I stop- Wait a minute! I’m not supposed to be drinking any Dr. Pepper! Frustrated, I laid my head into my hand… and notice the new bracelet I just purchased…
Whwhaaat? I BOUGHT MYSELF AN ENTIRE OUTFIT!
What was I thinking…?In just one lunch break, I managed to break a promise that I’ve kept to myself and my wallet for 6 weeks. I drank an entire medium sized Dr. Pepper, and consciously choose to eat chicken stock.
And the main motive for me going out on my lunch break? I needed to purchase a baby gift. But, while shopping in Target, I received a call from my cousin asking if I’d like to contribute to a group gift for the shower, which I obliged to.
So… I didn’t have to go to Target in the first place.
I could’ve stayed put. At work. Eating my fake Chicken Patty. With a bottled water. But, instead…
I fell hard off that wagon.