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Midnight Snack

"I'm an adult, I answer to no one!" She says to herself as she quietly eats her bowl of Cocoa Puffs in the dark, so as not to wake her husband and feel embarrassed by her midnight snack. The truth is, she had enough to eat for dinner but everyone was asleep and she wanted to totally and completely enjoy the peace and quiet. Eating cereal during the day just isn't the same. And it's hard to explain but sometimes after the stress of the day dies down, you just need a treat - a reward for making it through it all. It's not early enough for coffee and it's too late for wine. So I eat cereal in bed.

Today I looked through my Instagram photos from my "fitness era". From January through mid-April I was a walk-a-holic. I walked a 5k damn near every single day and half the time I was doing indoor aerobics. I felt great! My only problem was that I would start to put off when I would exercise so that it was later and later into the afternoon. That threw off my entire day's plan to get my housework done because once I down my 24 ounces of coffee and I pick up the mop, there's no stopping me. I become a cleaning fool, in a sort of energized trance! So I quit working out. There's really no excuse for it. I let the outside distractions win.

As I lay here in bed with half of my leg hanging off the side, because my husband's ass is pushing into my back, all I can think about is how if I'd kept working out I'd probably be really sexy looking right now. But dammit. Any time there is outside stress, I can't bring myself to focus on things like that. I know that makes no sense. Exercise reduces stress and releases dopamine chemicals in the brain but I don't want to exercise because I'm depressed. So I'm eating cereal in bed.

I have some interesting things to share with you all and I'll do so when it's not 1:00 in the morning. I do think it's important to state that Cocoa Puffs are not my cereal of choice. I really prefer Fruity Pebbles. I'm pretty sure they're the perfect blend of flavors and I guarantee if we had any on top of the pantry, I wouldn't be typing right now because I'd be eating a second bowl. I just thought you all should know the truth. Good night.

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