Bad day? Maaaaaybe

I get the feeling this is going to be one of those days.... Try as a might, I couldn't get to sleep until five o'clock this morning. Silly Lint Monkey... that's what I get for drinking caffeinated beverages at nine o'clock at night. Oy. I had my alarm set for six so I could get up, get donuts, take a shower, and still have time to goof off a bit before work. (And not on WoW, either.) Well, six o'clock came around, and, of course, I had left my alarm within reach of my bed, so without even waking up all the way, I reset the alarm to go off at seven, thinking in my sleep-muddled brain that I would still have time for donuts and a shower if I hurried. Seven o'clock came, and I woke up, grabbed my room key and phone, and headed out to the car, hoping it wasn't too frost-covered. The door was frozen shut, but a little fighting with it cured that. Got the car open, got in, sat down, and realized I didn't have my car keys. Drat it. So, back inside, grab the car keys, back outside, start up the car. I did a quick scrape of the front window, and drove off before the engine was really warm enough, hoping I wasn't doing too terribly much damage... I mean, I was in a hurry, after all. Drove all the way to Safeway without the car breaking down, parked the car, walked inside... and then realized I didn't have my wallet. Well, at least by the time I got to Safeway the second time, the engine was more or less warmed up.

However, while I was tossing and turning last night, I was kicking around ideas and plans and resolutions (but not the New Years' kind) in my head. I decided a plan for eating healthier is a) eating less, but more slowly, and b) not eating while I'm doing other things. That way I can savor the taste of the food more. Lately, I've been shoving food down my gullet so fast I hardly taste it, and I can't tell when I get full. So today, I only got one donut. And it was fresh. And it wasn't my favorite kind, but it was close. And man, did I enjoy it.

I also decided I want to find a place that allows pets when I go back to school this fall (when, not if, because I will get that endorsement, yes I will) and get a cat. Or a husky-doggy.

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