A haiku in tribute to a month of nearly zero weight loss. Not that I’m bitter. I’m totally not. At all.
Maybe a little.
I confess to having nipped at a cookie or two, so I have no one but to blame but my stupid hands and their ability to pick up edible things and shove them into my willing mouth. I’ll work on this in February. In the meantime, haiku:
A desire to slim
The donuts are forbidden
But sprinkles linger
