What dreams are made of

 WRITING PROMPT #29: Self-Control 

My husband and I are foodies, through and through. It always blows our mind when we hear people say they don't enjoy eating out. Why would you eat at home when there are magical places that will cook for you?? I love sharing this common interest with my spouse, we truly enjoy that time together, but it's also our curse. It would be nice if one of us could be the voice of reason. 

"Should we go out for lunch?" 

"You know, we already went out to dinner earlier this week so maybe we shouldn't..." 

That kind of logic just doesn't exist in this marriage. If one of us "suggests" a meal out, it's not really a question. We are major sweet-foodies as well. Swoodies? Things may have gotten a little out of control lately with the sweet treats so we decided this month would be "No Sweets, September"! Sugar hasn't been cut out completely, we're not crazy people! We're just avoiding any extra treats that normally would be indulged. 

Nine days in and I'm going strong but a few days ago, I had a dream.

In this dream, I was secretly stuffing my face with chocolate chip cookies but needed to go somewhere. Once I arrived at new place I discovered they were offering bigger chocolate chip cookies. So I ate those too!

I woke up feeling pretty embarrassed that I dreamed about cookies. But then... I had another dream a few days later! 

In this dream, I went to a bakery and ordered a chocolate donut. While they were getting it out of the display case, I suddenly remembered it was "No Sweet September" and thought, Barry doesn't have to know. I'll just eat this one and get back on track. But when I went to pay, the cashier smiled and said, "Congratulations! You are a winner! You get unlimited donuts for a month!" I was so conflicted. If I accepted the prize then Barry would know I caved. But I also couldn't just pass up a month's worth of FREE donuts! 

I woke up before I knew what my subconscious decided. Did she or didn't she?! I'd like to think that she was strong. But awake and aware me is pretty ashamed that my brain created two dreams about sweets. Is it too much to ask for at least a sexy dessert dream?! 

Even though I'm feeling all sorts of pathetic for obviously worrying about sticking to my goal, these dreams have made me more determined to not sneak the treats. Although, seriously... if I was offered FREE donuts, that would be a deal breaker. I would joyfully accept. And I know that my swoodie husband would totally approve. 

Like I said, it's a curse. 

(This is the layout to my donut-themed baby shower. Even my friends know I have an obsession)