Why is it that I never seem to have the proper eating utensil at work?

Interestingly enough, that could also be applied to my life overall: not having the correct tools to perform the action.  Perhaps I wasn’t provided with the correct tools growing up … but now I am making them out of scratch, and I am not doing such a bad job.

I am STILL SORE today.  Tonight was planned to be a Firm DVD, but now I am not so sure. And I have GS Cookie booth for two hours.  I need an evening of NOTHING.  I hate running around so much.  And I have no idea what dinner will be.

Breakfast was choc cheerios, snack is yogurt, lunch is lean cuisine.  Maybe just more treadmill tonight.

Back to work.