Addiction

I'll admit.  I have a terrible addiction.  I have no will power.  No control.  I love jawbreakers.  I found them at the dollar store and can't stop eating them.  My mouth even develops sores but I can't stop.  Recently, Jeff and Case have taken my bags of jawbreakers away.  They felt no pity for me and my sore mouth but knew I wouldn't stop eating them if they were right in front of me.  So, they hid the bags in the house.  I thought about looking for them, but decided not to.  One afternoon, I asked Case if I could have one (nothing like asking a 4 year old permission to eat candy!).  Case said I could have 2 and went and got them.  I didn't follow to see where he went.  I ate my 2 and went on my merry way folding laundry.  As I was putting laundry away, I discovered the bag in Jeff's sock basket because Case hadn't hidden it after getting me jawbreakers.  Being the honest one I am, I proceeded to eat half the bag but told Jeff when he got home from work that I had found them.

After being scolded, Jeff and Case hid the bag in a new spot.  Fast forward a few weeks and I am cleaning and reorganizing the bookshelf in the toy room and find the bag of candy on the bookshelf.  I honestly wouldn't have ever found them there in a million years because I normally never even look at the shelf but just happened to get motivated that day to reorganize it.  So, I helped myself to a few more and the bag got hidden again!

Yesterday, I was cleaning out Case's closet because we're going to get him a new dresser (we keep his dresser in his closet) and found the bag of jawbreakers behind his dresser.  Again, I wouldn't have ever found these had I been looking.  I proceeded to finish off the bag, but was honest and texted Jeff at work that I had stumbled upon them again and eaten them all.

Hey, I oughta get points for being honest in my addiction.  :)  I'm not trying to hide it from anyone!