Mama Ru has a point, and I for one am going to straight up admit that I sabotage myself. And I’m calling myself out on it! AND IT *hopefully* STOPS RIGHT NOW!

So a few years ago, I made myself a promise that I wasn’t going to be eating chips a lot any more. And I LOOOOVVVVEEEEEE chips. Like so salty and crispy and YUM.

So when I go grocery shopping for the week, I’ll get some but only enough for like a little bit on the weekend cos I’m not going to be snacking on salty delicious chips all week long. No thank you.

So (sorry had to keep up the trend!) I know that I don’t really like BBQ chips. They are ok for what they are but they ain’t all that (bonus points for the obscure 90’s film reference) and I’d much rather have something else. But I do the grocery shopping around here because it’s just for me. I don’t share shopping responsibilities with anyone. I buy what I want and what I like and what I will be eating for the week.

BUT HERE I AM EATING BBQ CHIPS! Obviously this post was not written at 9 am on a Saturday morning like it’s scheduled to be posted. Why? WHY am I eating BBQ chips?! When I know that I’m only like meh over them. Then why do I see them in the store and be like “oh-em-gee T get those for your snack this weekend!” And then I’m stuck eating meh chips because grocery shopping T is trying to sabotage snack eating T. Pfff. What’s the deal?!