I’ve wanted a root beer float for the past…oh…couple months. I do this thing where I come up with some sort of treat in my head and dangle the idea of it in front of myself like a motivational carrot–an edible happy hunting ground of sorts. Sometimes I’ll actually buy the treat, a fizzy juice drink or some ice cream. But I won’t eat it. I just like knowing that it’s in the fridge if I need it. And it stays there for weeks. Months maybe. This is not due to healthy eating habits. I buy other sugary delights in the mean time and eat those. But there’s often a end-all-be-all treat that I compulsively keep in the untouchable category.
Why do I do this?
I guess part of it is that I like knowing that there’s a reserve supply of goodness that I can tap into when I REALLY need it. Oy vey. Are rootbeer floats (or is goodness) really in such short supply that I have to hoard the idea for months on end?
Today I chose to end the cycle. I treated myself. And it was fabulous.
What form of goodness have you been hoarding that you could easily give to yourself today?