Why do I put things off? Even things I like doing? I could have started my Thanksgiving baking at 10 this morning. Instead, I took a nap, watched Ellen, went to Pet Smart, made dinner, washed dishes. Now it's 7:30 pm & all I have is a big bowl of cookie dough.
And on that thought...
Why do I eat raw cookie dough when I know it will make me sick?
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