Presenting symptoms:

1. Yesterday morning: I woke up and came downstairs.  Before I started blogging, I made myself my usual “quick” “breakfast”; a slice of whole grain bread with margarine and honey.  I grabbed a tub, sank the knife in, dabbed a schmear of margarine onto the bread (observing as I did so that the flourescent lights made the margarine seem washed out) and poured on a brief drizzle of honey.  I ate the slice as I walked to my computer room.  As I sat and started typing, I noticed that, while the flavor of the honey normally overpowers the margarine, it tasted a little bland today.  It took me a few seconds to notice that no, it wasn’t bland honey; it was aggressive butter.  It took a few more minutes of typing, chewing and swallowing to notice that it was aggressive, indeed – but not butter at all.  It was sour cream.  I’d left a tub – the same sized tub as the margarine – sitting out the night before.  While I did notice the “margarine” seemed washed out in the light, I didn’t actually make the connection until two whole minutes after I ate the stuff.
2. So I grabbed my bike and went to the coffee shop on the corner.  I ordered a large light roast.  I walked to the credenza and poured in some half ‘n half.  Then I grabbed two Splenda and ripped them open.  And poured the Splenda into the trash.  And stopped myself barely on the brink of throwing the wrappers into my coffee.

I made sure I had coffee made before I started blogging this morning…

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