Mentos
I learn from this European girl who I had lunch with in the Chicago Airport that you have you reward yourself every now and then.
She show me the catalog she taken off her last flight and show me that 300+ lamp she is going to buy herself at the end of the month to reward herself.
I gave her a poker face and nod, rubbing my chin and say hmmmm...I see.
So I put this little rewarding to practice today.
I let a driver on an angle to turn in before me.
She drive in and took the parking spot that would have been mine.
I drove a little further and park somewhere further.
Who knows? She might have some sort of disabilities that needed the shorter distance to walk. And it was true. She was fat with sasuage legs.
I smile to myself. I went into Wal-Mart and reward myself with a box of Mentos (70% more than the roll!) OH MY! I think that over-rewarded myself. This will be subtracted from my next reward.