The funny thing is that I don’t actually eat like this all the time.  Mostly out of convenience and a little because of the health benefits, my weekly diet follows a predictable routine of home made meals, fruit as snacks and no bread or baked goods.  I do eat chocolate daily though just so I don’t accidentally turn into a supermodel through my diet.  Who needs that kind of responsibility in their lives when they’re a fortysomething suburban mum?

Yet it was so easy to slip into a new way of eating for the weekend.  I thought my taste buds would rebel against the change but the tired and slightly stressed heart wants what the tired and slightly stressed heart wants.

Monday morning rolled around and after a solid night’s sleep I woke up craving my usual breakfast and the rest of the day’s food intake rolled on as it did the week before.  It was almost as if those muffins and I had never met when I did the shopping for dinner that evening.  We were strangers to each other.  Isn’t it nice to reach a point in life where cravings can be indulged in moderation before hopping right back onto the sensible eating train afterwards?

Does being tired and a bit on edge make you crave foods you normally don’t eat?  Do your cravings run their course once you’ve had a good night’s sleep and the pressure’s off?