My Rules

I realized the other day that I have all these rules for living. Most of them revolve around food. Take the following, for example.

It's Sunday or Monday night (a SCHOOL night I still think of them) and I have a hankering for brownies. I watch the clock because no matter how much I want them, I am not going to bake brownies and eat them after 9 PM. It's the Brownie Cutoff. I don't want to be wired all night and sugared up before trying to go to bed. And I stick by that stupid rule, usually... except when I eat cookie dough for dinner or something.

I also usually don't just eat fries for a meal. Unless it's Friday, or a 3 day weekend, or something equally stupid. That one's like, 10 years old.

I fill my water glass in the morning when I start working. I have to finish this 8 ounce glass of water by the time it's lunch, so noon. Sometimes I am like, yay lunch! And then I look at the water glass and there's quite a bit in there, so I down it before heading into the other room to eat.

And yes, I still like to pair my food and sodas together, like fine wines. Orange food like a quesadilla gets orange soda. Where brown food like a burger gets a Coke.

And yeah maybe I really do have OCD like certain people in my past have wondered.