I have this rule. We call it the “10 o’clock rule” around our house.
And, I am watching the clock, even as I type, for the numbers to fly onward toward this blessed time.
You see, we don’t have sugar–like hard-core, solid, sugar–until after 10 a.m.
Don’t ask me when the rule began. I have no idea. Somehow, I do recall that I read something to the effect of “if you eat chocolate when you crave it between 10 am-4 pm, you will be healthier.” The 10 o’clock rule was then born for chocolate, and eventually defined to cover Skittles, Starbursts, soda, ice cream, and other varied sugary items.
Doughnuts, cinnamon rolls, banana bread, and other such items are not included in the 10 o’clock rule.
And, I do have some banana bread on the counter. I could get up, slice some, heat it in the microwave for a few seconds, slather it with butter and enjoy.
But the Skittles in my backpack that sit atop my computer desk area are so much closer…(29 more minutes)…and my body is probably still full from the delicious bowl of oatmeal with fresh blueberries and cream I had for breakfast.
(Too bad breakfast was several hours ago….)
Twenty-eight minutes. Maybe I’ll work on my love songs playlist for our anniversary. I’ve been enjoying that.
And I could start editing the novel I wrote last November. I’ve got hours of work on that project. But, of course, I would need some Skittles to even open the document.
And, it’s still twenty-seven minutes until 10 o’clock.
Maybe I should change time zones.