Jan 25 2009
A Crafty Trick for Rationing Goodies
My weakness lately has been a siomple trail mix of mixed nuts with dried fruit. I get the mixed nuts unsalted, with no peanuts, and mix with any combo of yummy dried fruits including raisins, craisins, banana chips, papaya, mango, apples and so on.
Yummy, relatively healthy, better than junk food or candy, but still rich on the calories/POINTS. So I can’t afford to stay as obsessed with this stuff as i got over the holidays. Time to cut down. But, I can’t see depriving myself of this treat, either.
And in an impulsive moment, I bought way too much of all the fixin’s of my yummy trail mix on a recent trip to Sam’s Club. “I’m going to eat it anyway,” I thought. “Might as well be economical,” I thought. I wish the Rationalization Police had arrested me on the spot.
Having too much of a good thing in the house just invites me to eat more than I need, as soon as I want to eat it. I am not naturally prudent with my portions, especially if I have this feeling of plenty from a well stocked larder.
So, I devised a plan that would help me manage my portion control but still give me the benefit of buying in bulk. I mixed up all the nuts and fruit and rationed it. Here’s what I did:
- Put single servings (1/2 c) of my trail mix into individual ziplock bags.
- Put 5 single-serving bags into one large ziplock bag.
- In each large bag, put in an index card with a number on it: 1,2,3, etc.
- I store the big bags on a high shelf in the kitchen.
- I pull the big bags out of the box as needed, in numerical order, and help myself to the single servings, one at a time.
- Every time I finish a large bag, I write the date on the index card, and I save the cards.
Do the words “anal rententive neurosis” come to mind? Don’t I know it! But it’s working.
I set myself a goal to only open one large bag per week. Some weeks I don’t make it, but some weeks I do. And as a matter of fact, as I look through the cards, the dates are generally getting farther apart. And, I pack my lunch some days and come home having forgotten to eat my trail mix.
Let me repeat that just for emphasis: some days I forget to eat my trail mix. This is astonishing.
I think the rationing process has help cut off the obsessive response. Just like a little kid, once I am given a rule I can learn to live with it. So, without depriving myself totally, I have gotten my consumption of my sweet treat under control.
I’m not setting forth this exact system as a recommendation for others–it’s probably too personal to me. If this story helps someone else come up with their own rationing system, great. but perhaps the moral of the story is: fight obsession with obsession. I am fighting my obsession with trail mix with an opposite obsession for control systems like my ziploc-index card system.
Three cheers for a little anal-rententive neurosis!