You begin to organize the 3 foot stack of papers on the kitchen counter….throw some out, file others, hang some on the fridge, etc. Meanwhile, a little rascal spills orange juice on the floor then slips in it and cries. Another kid is begging for you to take him to his friends house. You lose your organizing focus and realize you have been eating half the pan of mint brownies that was left out. You wish for a second that you were bulimic but instead decide you are done eating for the rest of the day…except for green beans. You get sick of green beans and realize the only thing that will make you happy is the rest of the brownies.