What does it mean when you (I) say I want this?

When I was a child my mother was a devotee of Flora Mir dark chocolate non pariels.  These were a favorite treat.  They came like so many shrimp swirled around in a circle in a clear plastic round box I see it clearly.  The chocolate was dark, very dark, and shiny and the multi color non pariels were bigger than what you see on today's version.

I got coffee a Peets.  Ah coffee is a gateway drug, I know this.  Yet, I went to Bank of America and got cash, knowing I was going to stop at the Bon Bon candy shop and get semi sweet chocolate non pariels.  I wanted them.

I also want to lose 15 ponds, I also want to get into condition for Japan, I also knew and felt I WAS NOT HUNGRY!  I wanted it.

What the Fuck?!!!

Esther would have said, or even I would have said, in group, walk away, let the thought wait 15 minutes... Or go buy yourself shoes, or anything...

I KNOW THAT!  I wanted it.  Was it a tie to my childhood?  It was a really poor substitute.  

Wanting it took over my good instincts, my resolve, my plans and my pride.  Happen to you?