Guilty Little Pleasure

Today I indulged in one of my guilty little pleasures. It's been a long time since I've done it. There I was, standing in the grocery store this morning, and the compulsion overtook me. I couldn't refuse it - I didn't have it in me to say no.

I know it's bad, it's something that I shouldn't indulge in. At one point I was pretty addicted to it, and finally broke the habit, and felt better for it. It wasn't something that I wanted my kids picking up on and trying themselves. But today, for some reason, I just couldn't help myself.

I was in the door only about five minutes, made sure the girls weren't around, and then cracked open that box of Q-tips and swabbed my ears, hard and deep, like I haven't done in a good long while. It felt even better than I remembered. Then I stashed the box before anyone could see it and start asking questions. I know that tomorrow morning, after the shower, I will hear those little cotton-tipped swabs calling my name.

I know that it's bad...but it feels oh so good....