My Finite Will

It’s said that will power is a force of greatness. But I think I left mine in my purse… at that restaurant… in another state… two decades ago…

I feel that way sometimes, don’t you? The face palm moments when, yet again, you have given up your self discipline habits and totally lost control of your head or gone beyond your boundaries.

Living a full single life, there are many things I get to enjoy. But for some reason, I have a difficult time enjoying certain ones in moderation.

Like chips and salsa. Seriously! It’s like an addiction.

When a restaurant places the bowls of fresh tortilla chips alongside this heavenly tomato and jalapeno goodness, right there in front of you… Who can resist that?! Not me! And not only can I not resist it, I keep eating it! For like the entire time I’m there! I will have eaten my meal, pushed my plate aside because I’m supposedly full, and then grab another chip! WTH?!

And I knowingly do this to myself at least once a week with my closest girlfriends, all while drinking one too many margaritas and discussing the one too many men in our lives… Seriously though?! (Face palm moment)

Maybe there is a support group for people like me who have limited will power. I should probably look into finding one….

Maybe one that doesn’t meet on girls’ night… and serves chips and salsa!