Have you ever had a place that you went to that instantly you just felt hungry?

Like literally you could hve just eaten a full course meal and you go to this place and *BAM* it happens, you are walking around in a daze, starving, searching for food as you suddenly feel your energy has been zapped beyond the point of depletion.

This happens to me and the place is my brother’s home.

Recently I had the task of puppy sitting my little brother’s 2 furry babies, a pug and a bull terrier.

Usuallty when I go to his house and he is there I can spend hours upon hours without even a thought of food popping into my head.

I went and spent time with the puppies, feeding them, playing with them, taking them outside, watching a movie with them as they sat on my lap.  My time as well as all my movements were well occupied by the balls of fur.

But everyday I went to the home after I ate and everytime I was overwhelmed by this extreme hunger and need to just eat.

I can’t think of a really good reason why, I definitely was not bored.  I was not really hungry.  The only thing I could think of was that my brother was not a low carber and his house had the fixings of a full blown carb addicts dream.  On top of his ridge, were bags after bags of different chips; Doritoes, Tostitioes, pita chips, potato chips, etc.  In the fridge he had pop, tortillas, wraps, bread.  In the freezer there was ice cream, ice cream sandwhiches, mufins, tv dinners.

It’s like when I walk into the home my senses all go into a carb induced state, kinda like a contact buzz from just being in the same room, even without actually ingesting the stuff.

So I know have hidden a bag in my brother’s closet full of low carb, sugar free treats.  My note inside states:”This bag belongs to Carrie  It is her low carb survival kit for visits.  If you feel so inclined to eat this, be forewarned that your are eating sugar free and if you do so, it is at your own risk.  The outcomes may not be what you expect but I assure you they will never be forgotten.”





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