Today this blog is about hard choices. Really hard choices. The type of choices that might cause you to look back and think, “Dang, I totally made the wrong choice. I should have gone the other way.”
Today’s hard choice? Deciding what to have for lunch.
Choice #1 – a ham sandwich with bacon on a pretzel bagel
Choice #2 – leftover bbq’d chicken and homemade white bread.
I make hundreds, maybe even thousands, of decisions every day. Why is what to have for lunch such a difficult one?
I mean, they are both great options. Either one of them I could be happy with. But, there is always that nagging question in the back of the head saying, “You probably should have had the other one. It was probably a better choice.”
There here kind of decisions make or break a person’s day. Am I right? Make the wrong choice and things could go downhill quickly from here. Or make the right choice and everything after just seems to fall into place. There is potential for big success or massive failure. These are serious kinds of decisions…
So, what do you think? What sounds good to you?
Today is the day of snacks. The problem is that I don’t have enough of them.
I wanna eat my way through the day and I just don’t have the resources.
Help me out here!
Bring me snacks. Lots of them. Share yours. Bring your favorites.
Until each and every one of you have stopped by to drop off your favorite snack to share with me (I will share with you too), I will consider YOU a failure. And this whole day too.
Can you fix your failure and remedy this situation, an insatiable need for snacks?
Ever have that queasy feeling that you just can’t shake?
Like, it just hangs on but doesn’t really have an effect until later? Yeah, that is me today.
I started feeling it last night before bed. I was hoping maybe sleep would help so I just skipped most of the evening and headed for the pillow. Unfortunately, that just turned into a night of tossing and turning, trying to get comfortable. There is something going on in there and it doesn’t feel right. But, I wasn’t so uncomfortable that it caused me to get out of bed.
Well, this morning it came. Maybe it was something I ate yesterday or last night. I normally have a pretty iron clad stomach, but his morning…well, let’s just say everyone wanted out of the pool.
Multiple visits to the throne room already. It’s gonna be a long day at work. Luckily (if, in this situation, that’s possible), it happens to be just one end – the bottom end – and not both.
There. I said it without saying it. Enough to get the picture but not too much.
Have an uncomfortable Wednesday, people.
Actually, don’t. Stop it already.
Yes, I want all your office treats that you don’t want. No, I don’t want all the office treats that you don’t want. I mean really, it’s a battle that I have been waging for a long time.
Fellow office mates, “Hmm, I am not really into chocolate. I’ll give it to, Grumpy. He eats everything.”
Fellow office mates, “There are leftover cupcakes from the party. Grumpy, do you want them?”
I am trying to lose weight, so why does everyone bring their crap to me? Oh, well, maybe I should actually tell them NO instead of eating it. I just hate to waste food.
I am my own worst enemy.