What happened to the cookies?
Sunday was the family (and a few assorted neighbors) picnic. What I love about the family picnic is they descend, eat, make a lot of noise, make a huge mess, clean up and leave. It is great.
Well this time they did not do such a great job cleaning up. They left me a container of homemade chocolate chip cookies.
Yesterday my neighbor popped in; looking for a cookie. They were nowhere to be found.
"Where are the cookies?" he asked.
I just looked at him.
- Did I eat them?
- Did I toss them?
- What would you have done?
I tossed them. My attitude is that they were not there seven hours earlier; life was okay without them; life will be fine if I toss them. What I do know is life will be crappy if I eat them............ that old guilt shame and disgust thing kicks in.
Are you with me?
Anything in your home need to be given the ole heave-ho right now. Go do it!