What a wacky day at work today. Did I get anything at all done that I needed to do? Well, maybe a couple of things, but then it got crazy busy and now I can’t even remember what I did this morning. I know I spent most of the afternoon running register…you have to know that’s my absolute favorite thing to do…cough, cough…it’s just about on par with seeing my ob/gyn for an exam! “Nough said…
I finally forced myself to leave the store (it was quite the battle, let me tell you) and was talking to myself while I was driving through the parking lot. “I really want to stop and get something to eat.” “No you don’t. That’s just the exhaustion and stress talking. You know you have perfectly good homemade soup at home waiting for you.” “Yeah, but a burger sounds better and easier.” “It won’t really be easier. You’ll have to drive to a restaurant, sit in the drive thru waiting for your order, pay for it. All of that takes time. Just go home and eat what you’d planned.” “Okay, okay…sheesh…all I wanted was a quick burger. But I’ll go home and eat vegetable soup. Are you happy now?” Honestly? I didn’t actually have that entire dialog with myself, but I could have. I wanted to stop and get a burger, but I didn’t because I had soup at home. See, that’s not anywhere near as interesting as talking to yourself.
Speaking of talking to yourself…do you do that? I do at times and feel somewhat silly about it. But after opening the back door for the UPS guy this morning and hearing him talking to himself, I don’t feel quite as silly for doing it myself. I thought he was talking to me, but he just straight up admitted that he was talking to himself and does it all the time. Hey, if it’s good enough for the UPS guy…the really good-looking, really nice UPS guy. Oh yeah, and the really married and with the two real children UPS guy…wouldn’t you know?
Despite my burger conversation, I had a good day with my eating today. Had six servings of fruits and veggies and stayed within my calorie range. No exercise other than running around like a mad woman all day…now to get enough sleep. Oh wait, it’s already too late for that since I need to get up at 3 tomorrow morning. “Are you going to go to bed soon?” “Come on, leave me alone. I’m old enough that I don’t need a bedtime.” “Well, you’re definitely old enough…”