I wrote this last night but found myself falling asleep at 11Pm for the first time in weeks so I capitalized on it and went to bed without finishing my post!
So here it is!
My eating today was wonderful.
Until 10PM.
I was on the phone with a neighbor tonight. We live in a building where she is the mirror image of my condo right across the courtyard. Her neighbors immediately below her keep the strangest hours and have the oddest behaviours.
When you live in a building like this, you have to have a modicum of tolerance. Tolerance for noise and lights and general movement. The key to living in this kind of environment is communication. One must communicate with ones neighbors.
My neighbors are wonderful. Will lives next door and we are good friends. When he has an issue he knocks on the door, we talk like people and solve it. It works very well for both of us.
Her neighbors below her complained to the building super when her boyfriend kicked his shoes off on the hardwood floor.
Now, they are just lucky that it wasn't me living above them. I have a temper when it comes to stupid stuff like that. They didn't come up and knock and discuss it or anything. THey just called the building super. By the way, the building takes a DIM view of this behaviour.
So she gets up, walks down the flight of stairs and knocks on the door. I have to say this is my favorite way of dealing with people like this. You call them out to their face. They are generally cowards to start with, so when you confront them, they kind of shrivel up and retreat.
NOw my neighbor is the nicest person on earth, so when she confronted them she learned of some unorthodox and interesting living arrangements. However, we don't understand them. It feels something like a rent scam a la "The night we never met" kind of thing. But not quite. I never see the same people twice but I do see the same behaviour pattern. The light pattern is odd. She was told, upon her visit, that the owners were moving and subletting, but gave no information on when that be taking place. The owners have children an grand children also living in the building.
So one day we decided to exchange phone numbers and keep each other apprised of the behaviours and such.
A little voyeuristic but I can only see if lights are on and I only look if I see something out of sorts. She really wants to find out what's going on so she can bring it to the next board meeting since it seems that something isn't right. Too many people in and out - that kind of thing.
The point is, during this conversation, I found myself mindlessly eating the Weight Watchers Brand cakes. I had enough points left in the day to acount for 3 but there were 3 left and - I ate 'em.
It's not the first time.
The test that I fail is - don't keep weight watchers desserts in the house, I can't control myself.
It could be worse.
1 comment:
I fail the "eating 'cause you're bored" test all the time. Watching TV at night, I find I can't help myself from eating stupid things (like a handful of oreos) unless I find something else to keep my hands busy.
So now I either have my laptop in my lap while watching TV and I read mail and blogs or I do cross stitch. Both occupy my hands enough to keep me out of the oreos.
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