Idgie wrote:I'm not finding myself overindulging on plan-compliant foods, but if I have non-compliant food in the house, I'm likely to grab it in tired/hangry/weak moments, so I'm especially careful in the grocery store.
Yep, all the more important!
For what it's worth, I believe that we have to have the confidence to ask (certain) people to keep certain foods out of our sight, and out of our reach. Like, you are probably not going to start wolfing down diet cokes anytime soon, but if there are other foods that are harder for you than others, I think it would be reasonable to ask if your partner could keep these in the fridge at work, or in your partner's trunk, or wrapped in tin-foil (opaque) on a down-low or up-high shelf.
Out of sight, out of reach. Like, if he buys a candy bar, you don't even have to know about it. It's in his trunk, and he never even tells you it's there.
I mean, the worst somebody else can say is "no, I will not help to keep your hardest foods out of easy reach and out of your field of attention". (If your requests are confined to the one or two foods that are hardest for you, though, I can't see why a decent person would decline.)
Especially partners who work eight or so hours outside the home -- if they like twinkies so much, why NOT work them into that person's lunchtime routine (and thus away from your fridge and your cupboards). However, the foods that are easy to abstain from, that your partner likes to eat, I can't see any harm in having those things around. Like sausage. Or diet coke.
I have a situation, where I share a 3-bedroom condo with another person. He is not somebody who I know on any personal level -- just renting. And he is one of those people who finds alcohol hard to resist, but he can leave chocolate cake on the counter until it grows mold and has to be thrown out.
So I'm going to have to get crafty, and just find ways to move junk food into different places. After all, the worst he could say is, "Why do you always move my stuff off the counter and wrap it in tinfoil?" (Luckily, he does not have a sweet tooth, and this does not happen very often.)
To some extent, I would be smart to ask for forgiveness, not for permission. Like, maybe once a month, I can wrap his cookies in tinfoil, and just leave a note like, "Hey, I put your cookies in tinfoil in the fridge so that they would still be here for you when you got home! My sweet tooth doesn't do so well with on-counter cookies, and I didn't want to devour your food.
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I gotta get crafty!