Good for you.
I’ll be watching tv quietly and avoiding anyone who knocks on my door. It’s not because I dislike people or sharing my food*. It’s because I have nothing good to share. Seriously. A quick inventory of my foodstuffs reveals the following “treats”:
1. Sugar-free hot chocolate packets: approximately 50.
2. Applesauce cups: 4.
3. Twinkies: 2.
4. 100-calorie guacamole packets: 5.
5. Mint Chap-Stick: 23.
6. Diet Coke cans: 15.
Of those, only the twinkies could reasonably be called treats, right? I only have them because they’re leftover from the mummy cakes I made for TheBoy’s Halloween party.
But if I give those out, I can satisfy all of two kids. Not acceptable. I imagine the rest of the children would form a horde and egg my apartment door.
So I have chosen to binge eat the twinkies myself and pretend to not be home. Win-win!
*Though I totally do.