Just had a real moment of gluttony I want to share.
This afternoon, I found myself at the end of an extended lunch. My roommate made some squash in the oven (with lots of butter) that they passed off onto me because they "didn't like the texture." Shortly after, I kept the air fryer running for awhile to make space in the freezer by eating the last of the garlic knots and cheese taquitos. My roommate reappeared to make sesame chicken, and of course I had to have some. Meanwhile, I nursed a few neat-looking cans of sweetened coffee and juice I found at the grocery store. It's fun to experiment with new flavors every so often.
At the end of all this, I find myself staring into the fridge, looking for one last snack to top it all off with before succumbing to a small food coma despite already feeling a little uncomfortably full. My eyes land on a bag of pasta salad I made a few days ago.
I like pasta salad. I've started preparing it in bulk to have an easy option waiting in the fridge for me when I'm hungry. This one is filled with cheeses, olives marinated in oils, cured meats, etc. Very decadent. (I'll share my recipe if you DM me.) It's had some time to marinate, and at this point the flavors are all fully melded together. It's delicious.
But, I'm really full. I rack my brain for a reason I could cajole myself into eating it. Nothing. Maybe if I shift my weight, I'll feel less full... no dice.
...
I grab the bag of pasta salad and a spoon and tell myself I'll have just one spoonful to sate my craving.
I end up eating way more than that.
And now I'm just sitting here in my computer chair, now definitely too full, and facing the consequences of my actions.
