Sinister Ought to Be Latin for Oreo

Do you ever wonder if that angel on one shoulder, devil on the other stuff is real?

Yesterday, I'm self motivated up the wazoo, and then out of nowhere comes the 2:30 pm chocolate craving. I'm ostensibly ready for this, with lower calorie/fat/sugar chocolate options, and what do I do? Yep, hit the open bag of Oreos. I'd had three when the remorse kicked in, and that guilt pushed me to have 2 more. Sheesh. I wish there was a way to get my employers to stop bringing cookies home from the store, especially when they don't eat sweets and their kids don't really like them, either....

So, back to the drawing board today.