Thanks Marsie – let’s hope you’re right. The stupid thing was that there was no earthly reason for it – I’d had a lovely day and a lovely meal and I ended up eating things that I would NEVER have eaten before BSD. Chocolate????!!!!π€
In fact my lovely young granddaughter always gives up chocolate for Lent, and every year she asks me what I’m going to give up. I’ve always replied “Chocolate, just like you” But she is growing up now and isn’t quite so gullible, bless her, and this year when we had the Lent conversation, it continued like this……..
Granddaughter…….”But you NEVER eat chocolate!! It’s supposed to be something meaningful, which you’ll really miss!”
Me……….”Like what?”
Granddaughter…………”Errrr, wine?”
Needless to say, I duly accepted that I’d been rumbled so gave up the wine, which probably helped my BSD journey immensely. But I’ve been happily imbibing again since I was released from Lent on Easter Sunday π