Today, I had big plans for myself after work.
What I was supposed to do after work today:
Read the book I'm supposed to have finished by 4:00 on Friday for one hour.
Work out for 45 minutes.
Go to bed at 10:00.
What I secretly wanted to do instead:
Sweat pants, immediately.
Cup of hot cocoa with mounds of whipped cream.
Couch. Blanket. Movie.
Cookies?
Bed at 10:00.
What actually ended up happening:
Ate burrito while winding down with an episode of Gilmore Girls.
Facebooked.
Read hilarious comic blogs.
Facebooked.
Made myself a cup of hot cocoa with two mounds of whipped cream. (Yes, that's right. TWO big dollops. So much for not believing in 'indulgence' anymore)
Told myself I will work out in the morning (haha!)
Told myself, "Self, you are a great skim-reader. You can finish that book tomorrow night with no problem."
It's 10:07.
Typical.
2 comments:
The question is, Did you enjoy your day? It sounds enjoyable (and yummy) to me. If so, that was a very very productive day. (This is the sort of thinking that gets my pregnant self gaining 3 lbs a week when it should be only 1 lb this trimester...., but hey, I'm lovin it!) I miss your face!
I feel you on this one.
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