Nightmares come in all shapes and sizes...

Today I faced one of my biggest fears: I stopped by the store on the way home for dinner.

No, really. My days are fairly routine. Staying on my eating plan is so easy during the day. I wake up every morning and pack my breakfast, snacks and lunch that I have already prepared during the weekend into a cooler bag to take to work. While at work, I have all the food and ONLY the food that I need for my plan. When I leave work, I go to bootcamp to workout. Then I am free to drive home to the dinner that I had planned for that night. The hardest part for me has always been nighttime. All I need to do is get home and try not to overdo it on portion size, try not to eat too late, etc. Right?

But then I get in my car after bootcamp and there's a text. "Mom, we're out of dish soap. Can you please stop by the store and get some?"

Stop at the store. On the way home. For dish sop.

Now, I live really close to the grocery store. It's really not even out of my way to stop there on the way home. But...I just finished bootcamp. I'm hungry. At home is good clean food. But do you know what they sell at the grocery store other than dish soap? Pastries, fruit pies, I'm very partial to a lemon pie, the little individual ones. You know what I mean. And if I don't happen by that part of the store, the checkout lane has candy. Including my favorite, king size Reese's cups. So easy to grab and throw on the belt. No one is with me. No one will know.