It was pretty dead today. Duh. It's the day before Thanksgiving. No one's buying cars today. Everyone is at the supermarket buying last minute items for the big day. I know. I was there. I went after work because I'm making a fruit salad and I wanted to get the perishable items right before hand so they wouldn't go bad. It actually wasn't too horrible since I only had a handful of things to get. Alison waited with the cart at the end of the aisle and I dashed in and grabbed what we needed. It's all about strategy.
As you can see from the picture above, work bought pizza and essentially ruined Thanksgiving for me. Here's how:
I'm going to my sister, Kate's, house where they do the whole turkey spread and it's delicious and I've been dreaming about it since last Thanksgiving.
Then this morning I went and grabbed Starbucks before work because it's delicious and I was hungry I got very full from it. I get to work and a guy bought donuts for everyone. There were a ton of them but they go quick and I thought I would grab one and save it for later. But it sat next to me at the computer and talked to me and I ate it. Then, like an hour later, work bought pizza. I did the same thing. Grabbed a couple slices to save for when I was hungrier, but I couldn't let them get cold. I'd have to walk all the way upstairs to warm them back up.
Do you see the pattern? Don't put food next to me. I have no willpower. I'm still stuffed. I don't know if I'll make it through tomorrow. I'll probably still be full, but I won't be able to resist the delicious spread. This is how stomachs explode.
Thanks a lot, work. Thanks for forcing me to eat free food. Jerks.
Oh, and have a wonderful Turkey Day tomorrow.