So, yesterday, while making dinner for my boys, I ate a breaded chicken breast, not on my diet. Then, I ate two. Well, that led to feeding them dinner, but my sons did not like part of their dinner. I didn't realize when I was buying a microwave dinner that it said "buffalo" chicken. My kids don't like spicy. Well, I couldn't let it go to waste, could I? So, I ate like 10 of them, which isn't on my protocol. I stopped, there, thanks to the Lord, but I had allowed dinner preparation to be the back door to sabotaging my efforts to follow the protocol. Gotta watch out for the back door; make sure it's locked.
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