Chocolate for Breakfast

I don’t even care if you judge me. I woke up this morning and did all the Things on my list…walk, Abs workout, yoga…I even did some barre stuff that has me walking like a ninety-year-old. I brought home-brewed iced tea to replace the Coke from the vending machine, and I made a salad to go with lunch.

And then a student brought be a box of candy…as a thank you…for writing her rec letter. And I am eating through that box like it was on fire and in danger of melting. So far, the favorite is the one in dark chocolate with a fluffy white nougat and caramel. Do you ever get wistful when you are working through a box of strange chocolates when you finally find a piece that dazzles and then there is only one of them in the box. I remember a time in my misspent youth when I would stick my finger in the bottom of each piece to see what it was before I committed. I am pleased to report that I take my chances these days when it comes to chocolates. We climb the mountain with baby steps, friends.

Now I need something salty. Peace!