I don’t know WHEN it happened but seriously I feel like food has become that soother for frustrating events that happen to us.
We had actually planned to get pizza out tonight because we were going to swing up to the mall and get our new iPhones. Well, the getting of the iPhones didn’t happen because we were trying to keep our current cell phone plan and because of that we had to try to order them at home which was a HUGE pain in the butt.
But even if we hadn’t planned on getting pizza out I’m sure we would have because we were both so fed up with the process of something that should have been so simple.
And when that happens, we tend to turn to food to make us feel better.
I’m not making a judgment about it…it just happens.
Something to think about.