A Little Misstep

As a freelancer who works from home, I've taken on the role of a mommy to myself in my DDLG dynamic. It's all about structure and order, right? So when I found myself indulging in that last piece of chocolate cake despite having sworn off sugar until Monday morning, it felt like a major breach of discipline. I know it’s just a small thing, really, I can still get back on track tomorrow. But the guilt is thick, like when you're a kid and you’ve broken Mommy's rule about staying out past curfew. The kitchen trash whispers accusations every time I pass by. Maybe I should have called myself into timeout for sneaking that last bite? Now everything feels slightly off-kilter.