regressing toward the mean-or-nature vs. nurture

lately i have been trying to eat better [better = smaller portions of the same unhealthy food]. but i have actually been eating homemade wraps for lunch, with provolone, turkey &/or roast beef, spinach leaves, flour tortilla, etc. this is one thing that i have been proud of. today, i decided to make a wrap. when i arrived at the fridge, i noticed we were out of provolone, the spinach had gotten a little gooey, etc. so i thought i would improvise. i got out my flour tortilla & the cube of sharp cheddar that was in the fridge. i grated some cheddar [a healthy dose] onto the tortilla, then microwaved them. then i added a couple bits of cream cheese for good measure & the sliced turkey. i rolled it up, began eating, & only then realized that i had built myself a homemade Hot Pocket! in my dismay all i could do was continue to eat it, pour myself some chocolate milk, & ponder the question of how things had come full circle so quickly & despite the great care i have been taking. i'm tempted here to expand upon this idea & the title of this post, but i know everyone would stop reading [& i need to go to work]. just do me a favor & give it some thought.