Love-Free Diet: Day Two

[Read Day One HERE]

By Candy

Maybe it’s not the nights that will get me, but rather the entire days. This morning I read the newspaper (again), and I can’t decide if I feel 55 and retired, or 15 with a current event quiz looming.

I did get some comforting feedback from this little “project” today though, by a few friends who I met for lunch, informing me that maybe I am not the only romance addict out there — that maybe it’s an entire generation of twenty-somethings raised on Disney movies, and coming of age with hundreds of rom-coms (romantic comedies). While it is encouraging to hear I am not alone in this thought process, I would like to ask, is everyone else as hung up on this stuff as I am? (seriously, looking for feedback here…)

I have been able to hold out strong thus far, though, it was my trip to the gym where I was really shaken. I love going to the gym; since I don’t have cable I usually can catch up on a few terrible/wonderful (depending on if you are honest enough to admit you watch them) shows while working out.

Today however, welcome to Temptation Island — I don’t mean the show. I mean Law and Order SVU (yes, I am a sicko who can manage to find something sweet in that show) The King of Queens, The Bachelorette, The Girls Next Door . I would just like to PLEASE be commended on my willpower at this point, I LOVE trashy TV at the gym, but where could you find me? In front of the plasma-screens showing ESPN, watching the NBA playoffs without even so much a look at a hottie I might try to impress.

So it is again another day over, and another end of the day check in with myself; any new insight or thoughts? Maybe that this fabricated romance I have grown so fond of, is slightly less prevalent when you cut so much out of your life…