I am tempted by apple strudel, warm, sometimes with ice cream.
I am tempted by those doughnuts that are on top of the refrigerator.
I am tempted by the bag of cashews that I keep in my office.
I am tempted to eat two palmfuls of cashews, instead of one.
I am tempted not to go for a walk, not to go swimming, not to move around.
I tend to gravitate to things with bright colors: scarves, socks, pieces of art, crayons, even book jackets.
I want to buy a book when it would be just as good to borrow it from the library.
A part of me believes the ads for moisturizers that will make me look younger, and lipstick that will make me prettier.
I do suspect, at times, that clothes really do make the woman.
I am tempted to consider myself not that important, in the scheme of things.
I am tempted to give up, sometimes.
I am also tempted to think I am special, and gifted and Always Right.
I am tempted to hide from the troubles of the world, worrying only about my own family and my own work and my own life.
I am tempted to work too hard. And I am tempted to think that how hard I work makes me a better person.
What are your temptations?