What frustrates the blazes out of me is that wicked little voice in my head who keeps trying to ruin everything. The one who points out the cake in the freezer, who says that it is too hot to go out walking, etc. He is cunning, always coming up with "new" ideas, and methods.
"Just one more piece..."
"After all, it is the holidays..."
"Tomarrow's a Fast Day..."
And I know that he will never go away. Just have to keep battering away at him, and let him know that NO, I won't listen....
I hear that same voice...and he's telling me there's cheesecake in the fridge...
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