Originally Posted by JEY100
Two months ago, if the clerk had seen someone covered up by a bandana and sunglasses, he would have called the police.
That occurred to me, too! There are always warnings around Halloween to not wear masks in public places because people might think you're a robber.
My observation during all this is that it's dang hard to keep a husband who is hell-bent on eating carbs and bringing carbs into the house (despite his plea to me to keep him on a low-carb diet). We go to the store once a week, but stagger so that he goes one week and I go the next. That way each of us isolates for about 14 days at a shot.
When I go, I bring home meat, cheese, eggs, etc.
When he goes, he brings home frozen pizza, frozen shrimp, frozen mozzarella sticks, donuts, crackers, cookies.
My approach is to think like a cat. If my cat doesn't see something as "food," I shouldn't either. However, it's hard when all this stuff is in the house and he's always saying, "Want a cookie? Just one? One. Little. Cookie. One cookie won't hurt. Have a cookie."
I'm polite and say, No thanks. He keeps at it. Then I get pissed, tell him I can't eat that stuff without blowing up like a balloon, thank him for asking, but I DO NOT WANT A FREAKIN' COOKIE! Then he gets all bent out of shape.
And then sometimes I just give up and eat whatever it is he's pushing. This morning I had two of those awful packaged powdered sugar donuts after resisting them for 3 days. Were they worth it? Absolutely not. They're pretty bad to begin with, and sitting there for 3 days didn't improve them.
Deep down he supports me in my efforts to avoid the carbs, but he still wants to have his carbs and he wants me to indulge as well.
It really is a struggle, even in the best of times, with no easy answers.