I left my house at 9:45am this morning and walked back through the door at 11:30pm. I was supposed to go to a social gathering tonight, but didn't, and was feeling a bit guilty about it. But I had just been at my office for 10 hours. On a Saturday. And I hadn't eaten in 11 hours. Not even Diet Coke!
tired + hungry = worst possible combo
I was chatting with a friend about why I didn't make it to the party and was told, "get some cereal and get in bed!"
I feel like I should be sad that it's common knowledge that I regularly eat cereal for dinner, but instead I was pleased.