So I have a few pleasures in life and one of them were my cookies. I've been struggling with heart burn and indigestion all night and morning and I wake up looking forward to my cookies that I left last night as I thought "I won't eat them all I'll save them for when I feel like them"
I go downstairs and there are no cookies...I know you probably think I'm overreacting but I'm SO MAD 😡
I'm now sitting upstairs while my cookie eating fiancé is downstairs..literally can't bear to look at him, I want to suffocate him with the cookie wrapper😐
Who does that though!? How selfish to eat the last of my cookies when it's the one bloody thing I crave all the time!!!☹️😞😡