Today has begun as one of those days when it took me just a little bit longer to realize I was, in fact, awake when my alarm went off at 6:30am. But I came to, dressed warmly (my coworkers must be having hot flashes), and even made it to work early. I sat down at my desk to pull up the outline for my paper that is due tonight that didn't get a second thought this weekend (oops). Then I felt that familiar little grumbling in my stomach, opened my bottom desk drawer and- nothing.
My box of pop-tarts is empty!
I swear I don't remember polishing off the box on Friday. I eat one every day and always replace the box when I empty one. Not this time. At this very moment I honestly don't know what I'm going to do. The last thing I ate was an 80 calorie yogurt 12 hours ago and it will be 4 more until I can get lunch.(first world pain, I know) So I suppose I'm headed to the kitchen for some ice water to tide me over.
Merry Monday, everyone. Here's to it keeping you on your toes.
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