Guilty Pleasures. We've all got them. What I view as my guilty pleasure now, used to be every Friday or Saturday night depending on which weekend night Danny had to work. When he was in medic school, I sometimes had both nights. Its not so much of a guilty pleasure when its something you do every weekend.
During those first couple of years after my dad died, I worked my ass off getting his estate settled. It was physically and mentally draining. Sometimes emotionally draining too. I just wanted to be alone. I didn't want to talk to anyone and wanted some time to myself.
I found comfort in posting up on the couch for the night, eating dinner and watching tv. Dinner consisted of a frozen pizza (sometimes I would eat the entire Jack's pizza) and I would watch the entire weeks worth of All My Children and General Hospital. After dinner settled I would eat ice cream. It was mostly slow churned so I felt better about it. All of this got washed down with wine.I would stay up really late too, because after my 5 soaps to catch up on, I had a Real Housewives of something. I continued this habit throughout pregnancy, sans the wine of course!
And I wonder why I've been overweight?!
Since Tucker was born, I haven't done this much. Maybe 3 or 4 times since he was born. I usually try to eat healthy with him because I don't want to create bad habits for him. So it is more of a guilty pleasure at this point. Not one that I'm proud of, hence the "guilty" I guess.
I'm on the search for a new guilty pleasure. Staying up late and binge watching (and eating) isn't doing anything for me. I think a guilty pleasure should bring you joy. All this guilty pleasure does is bring a bunch of self-loathing after I'm done. Who wants to deal with that?
I will say though, after a night of binge watching Fixer Upper I do feel inspired to decorate my house more.
What is your guilty pleasure? Does it leave you feeling better when you're done?