Resisting temptation

Hello Friends,

We’ve had a fair bit of snow today.  During a gap in snow showers late this afternoon I decided to leave work and make a dash for home, calling into the supermarket on the way for some supplies.

I had not been walking for more than five minutes when it began snowing heavily.  I’d planned to walk home as I was between trains.  I walked into the supermarket looking like a snow woman and quickly picked up cheese, eggs and then got to the pizza counter.  I stood looking at the pizzas – I was tired, wet and had either a 35 minute wait for the train or a two mile walk in the snow ahead of me.  When I got home, I would have to make a pizza base, the topping and then cook it – this would take around 1 1/2 hours.  The ready made pizza was calling my name very loudly.

Then I looked at the price – £4.  I took a deep breath and walked away.  It was a bit of a slog through the snow, and I was tired when I got home.  I just did everything slowly, and we ended up eating at 7pm, only half an hour later than normal.  I’m glad I made the pizza – and I’ve even got enough to freeze for next week’s tea.

How do you resist temptation in the supermarket?

Until next time, Tawney x

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  1. I find it very difficult to resist temptation in supermarkets. I am a sucker for a bargain that I never knew I wanted!

    I always try to shop after eating – no rash impulse purchases then. And I’ve started to shop in smaller stores rather than the one large one. I nip to the market for my fruit and veg, I use the hardware store for cleaning stuff, toiletries, etc and then go to the smaller supermarket for anything else. I’ve even started to use the small frozen food store in town as that sells quite a few basic products.

    The further I have to carry things back to the car, the more I think about it before I buy it.

    And I always, always have a list! If I manage to buy everything on my list and nothing else I treat myself – a small bar of chocolate, a bargain bottle of wine. Daft as it is a competition with no one but myself but I get a real sense of satisfaction when I eat that bar of chocolate on the drive home!