Thursday 15 May 2014

The infamous Sweetie Drawer

Who has a chocolate drawer? A crisps cupboard, a sweetie box? Come on, admit it. I know it's more common than I want to believe. I've came across a few of these said treat chests. I've also uttered profanities under my breath.

 Today I am going to give you my views on them  I am giving you prior warning here, if you have one of these little stashes, I am blunt, I can be rude, but more is the point. I tell it like it is.


I have the experience to know that most people dislike something about themselves, this is not something to be celebrated, it's actually a shame because it's a personal dislike, encouraged by the media and doesn't represent anything real or achievable. Nobody is perfect in my opinion. So unless your body fat content is within an unhealthy range, bringing with it a whole host of medical conditions, such as heart disease, type two diabetes and erm, muffin tops, then you really have nothing to worry about.

So why do people have these stashes, surely it is the ultimate saboteur. Sitting there waiting for your weakest moments. Late afternoon sugar slump or post evening meal craving. How much more difficult is it to resist that fatty, sugary piece of chocolate. When a pile of it is sitting in your fridge. What chance do you have.

I get that having sweets and snacks in your house is useful, especially when you have guests. But I have to ask you one simple thing. Why not have a healthy snack cupboard, oatcakes, peanut butter, nuts, seeds. No? Not up your street? Oh I'm guessing neither is that dress in your cupboard that you are keeping for when you lose a few pounds.

The other downfall that comes with the sweetie cupboard is when you do decide to make a change. Such as when you decide that the diet starts on Monday. What happens to all that junk food. Oh I get it, it doesn't get binned. It gets scoffed. Usually in one sitting on the Sunday night, when you have your big juicy greasy takeaway and finish it off with a bag of malteasers, a crunchie, snickers, bag of kettle chips and some starburst. It's a shame the diet only lasts until Monday afternoon, then you fill your cupboard again and vow to start the diet on Monday. Again.

It evades me. It really does. Do people accept that they are obese and then just go on accepting everything that comes with it? This sweetie cupboard for me signifies the end of the line, you've given up on yourself, on your partner, your children. After all, it's them who will suffer when they have to give you a sponge bath between your huge folds of fat. Rubbing sudocreme on your bedsores, or worrying incessantly when you get out of breath after walking up two flights of steps.

A sweetie cupboard is the devil. Have some self respect. If you feel like chocolate or crisps, I mean really really feel like them. Then make the visit to a shop specifically for them. By the time you have to do that you may just decide that the travel isn't worth it. Your health and your waistline will thank you for it.

Oh and the ironic thing is...... The drawer you use in your fridge for your snacks, is most probably for fruit and veg.