Eating breakfast in the shower would be pretty great, probably, if I could figure out how to do it! Without wasting water, of course. Many practical difficulties to be overcome.
Natter 74: Ready or Not
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what is this breakfast of which you speak?
I eat a big lunch at noon and my stomach is turning inside out by 3:30.
ION, my car has been declared totalled. Sigh, little CRV, you served my family well. One more year and it would've reached the ripe age of 20.
I used to be 3-4 meals a day, every day. But my teaching schedule last semester threw my schedule out of whack because I usually couldn't eat any breakfast until my 10 o'clock break. Ever since I've been eating 2 regular meals a day and then augmenting with snacks, like a slice of peanut butter toast or some hummus and crackers or a cut up apple.
OK, I think I figured out something I can wear to the company holiday party on Friday. So much of my clothing is too big or too small for me at the moment. Sigh.
I think when you eat, it wakes your stomach up, whereas if you continue fasting after you wake up, it's in standby.
It's totally acceptable to explain the stomach using computer metaphors, right?
It's totally acceptable to explain the stomach using computer metaphors, right?
Absolutely.
Home again, home again, tra la la. And the jackass with the Volvo (who parked too close to my driveway for most of last week and made it very difficult to get in and out) has blocked my driveway completely.
I left a note on the windshield: THIS IS A DRIVEWAY. YOU WILL BE TOWED.
Next time, I will call a towtruck, I think. Some days I cannot afford to be trapped inside my driveway, and it's not my fault this jackass is too lazy to park 100 yards further down the road, where there's plenty of parking.
Next time?
Jackass is parked illegally. Ass 'em in the ear.
ETA: Assuming, of course, that you feel safe doing so.
I get such anxiety with trips now. I hate it. I am gonna go pack and double check everything. Not sure why I think I have to get everything done in my house tonight (take down Christmas tree, clean all the things, shred bags of paper) when that stuff doesn't get done on a regular and nobody is going to be staying at my house. STUPID BRAIN.