#52EssaysNextWave2021 7/52 #52SlicesOfChingonaLife
I’ve always said that I did not have a sweet tooth, that you could put cake, pie, rich desserts, and the like in front of me, that I would have no problem turning it down, that I was more into salty things like chips, tacos, limon…
That is, until recently. Especially when I got Covid19, I had no taste and thought to myself, “I’ll eat a piece of chocolate to calm my hunger down” and with the Covid19 insomnia, I would regularly get up at 4am and go into a local donut shop to “buy my Dad coffee” and I would always come out with a cinnamon roll and the like. Adding to the madness, when I’m sick, comfort food for me has always been cookies.
On the day after Valentine’s Day, which also happened to be Fat Tuesday, I went into Walgreens to buy some paper towels and I came across the super-discounted Valentine Day candy section so I put a bunch of it into my cart, it was 50% off (or more), what was the harm?
I was thinking about Ash Wednesday, Lent, and what would I give up for Lent this year? I know that this may sound crazy, but I kept hearing a voice in my head telling me to give up sugar. After all, I was trying to work out and watch what I was eating. Why should I give up sugar? It had turned into my little reward…for working out…for handling my responsibilities…for anything. It almost felt like my mind was fighting for control: the devil saying ‘keep the candy’, the angel saying ‘you can do it, it’s only 6 weeks’. A Day with No Azucar, maybe; but 40 Days with no sugar?!?
In the end, I decided that it must be either God, Jesus, or the VirgenOfG, or a combination of the three who were sending me a message, because I did not want to put my candy on lockdown. And, thankfully, Covid19 is over for me. So here I am doing the no sugar thing until Easter Sunday and, while on Day 2, everything I saw looked like chocolate or donuts; I’ve actually been very peaceful about it, doing pretty good and, dare I say it? sleeping better, eating better, feeling better.
First week down, five more to go. Note: my ‘new’ candy in the picture.