For a couple of reasons.
One for my own benefit. If it’s out of sight, it will be out of mind.
Another reason being that Bob can not be trusted around Nutella. He can eat an entire jar in one sitting – and that’s not an exaggeration.
I was hoping to save it for a rainy day. Maybe to be used for a batch of brownies to share with friends?
So I hid it, so that he wouldn’t be tempted. It was for his own good and mine.
But then one night, while I was sleeping, he caved and went on a search and found the jar. When I woke up, I saw this note: