I think someone’s been guarding my fridge or something. I mean, seriously, I just can’t seem to get into it as of late. I mean, I open the fridge but then I don’t see what I think I wanted to see or something like that and I shut the door. Then, I just walk away.
When I felt the urge to snack, I’d open the fridge. Not see anything I liked. Then checked the freezer. If I still didn’t find anything I liked, I then checked the cupboards. If it turned up zilch back to the fridge and the frightening cycle begins.
Yet, it’s almost as if I have some magical mystery guardians or something around the house or something. I’m just not getting past certain points. I just don’t get it.
I can almost imagine some gigantic viking named Sven or something standing in my way like the angel did for Balaam. Or Gandalf standing in the way saying “You shall not pass!” Don’t know what it is, but it’s like I’m just not getting there or something.
And then, when I go to the store, it’s like there’s some gaurdian there as well, blocking me from buying these sweets or really really really good types of food. And if I do throw something in my cart, it’s like woosh and it’s out again. I can just imagine some mean looking guy with a sword and sash or something just walking around smacking the bad food from my cart and hand (He wasn’t around yesterday when I bought the apple fritters. He and Sven went out for coffee or something I think, but hey, even magical mystery guardians need a coffee break here and there, I’m tough work for them, poor guys). I don’t know if I have a name or not for the guy in the supermarket that’s been stalking me lately but he doesn’t look all too pretty.
Yeah, that’s him.
Of course, it could also be the fact that I’m starting to get a hang of this whole points system from Weight Watchers (for men). It could be the fact that I’m starting to figure out how to eat right…or it could be Sven and Mr. Not-so-nice-eyes.
What about you? Do you have some magical mystery guardians??