Monday, January 4, 2010

The Insidious Free Sample Instinct

Random Task--Operation Sweet Tooth:
No sweets for a month.

This did not make it on The LIST, but on New Year's Adam (day before new years eve) my dad announced he wasn't eating sweets in January (except for special occasions like mamma's birthday). I challenged him on that. So I've been pretty good. I have an advantage because I don't even like chocolate much so there is less of a temptation in that area. Buuuut...

Strike One: I was in Macy's and they had samples. It's a natural instinct to take some, right? It's food. And it's free. They had pretty pink cookies (rasberry) with white chocolate chips--Now white chocolate I like. So I put it in my mouth. Yummy. I purchase my item and reach for another on my way out and I'm thinking, "Man, this is really sweet!...sweet...sugar...oops." As soon as I realized my mistake I spit it out.

So..I think we'll do the "three strikes and you're out" rule because I really would have felt pathetic giving up on the fourth day of the month.

THE LIST update

Task # 57: Throw a successful huge party
CHECK! 12/29/09:
So the party was...successful. Got 'er done. There were people, there was food, nobody died or got arrested. Not the bash of the year, but it wasn't bad. I won't be the last though, I'm sure.

Task # 41: Be completely silent for one day
...on hold. I didn't do it when I wanted and now the timing just isn't right, with end of the term and all. My sister tried it and lasted till 1pm. She was doing so well. Then, when I'm sitting right behind her, she wants my attention and lets, "Camlyn!" slip. Ha! Quick sudden failure...

Task # 67: Keep my room clean for 3 straight weeks
In progress. Week one is almost over and you can see the floor of my room, and that's good for me. I'll straighten it up more, but so far my goal of a clean room is still in gear. I think I'll crack down harder on myself with each week. It really feels nice. Yesterday, I had the luxury of laying--full length--across my bed doing homework. No inhabitation from piles of clothes. It was refreshing.

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