*Sigh...*
Yesterday, I had my lunch all ready to go, but then I had to drive to a town a half-hour away (during my hour-long lunch break) to pick up the evidence that the police took from my house after the shooting. It is, after all, technically my property. I was nervous about it, though, and hungry. With hardly a thought, I whipped through the drive-thru at BK and got a couple Whopper Jr.'s and a large fry. I was done with it before I thought much about it. Then, after I picked up the property, I was freaked out about having it in my car. Somewhere in the boxes was the gun that was used in my attempted murder, and I was a little surprised at how hard my heart was beating. By the time I got back to work, I was ready to get it all out of my car and away from me. I never opened the boxes. I asked a coworker to take them away.
Later, though, after I was back at work and zinging along, I noticed that I was getting tired, and I was hungry, despite eating all those calories at lunch. By the time I got home, I was too tired to attend our weekly domestic violence support group meeting. The kids were disappointed, but I barely could hold my eyes open. I was sleeping before 20:00.
What have I learned? That eating crap makes me feel like crap. No wonder I always was tired and void of energy! Today is a new day, though, and I shan't be making the same mistake twice. I'll be having a healthy lunch today, and my butt will be at the gym tonight. I rather prefer the way I feel after a workout, instead of the deadness I felt yesterday.
Goals: WATER, gym, healthy food choices... Sleep. Oh, and a sit in the massage chair! :-)
I better get a jump... Enjoy your day, ladies!