Topic: Divine Placement
Good morning, folks!
It seems as though I'm always apologizing to you all for my neglect, so once again I apologize. Even as I do so, I know I should really be writing--but I just had to share this little snippet.
Ever set a goal, go after it determinedly, and when you achieve it, almost regret having done so? Sound crazy? Let me elucidate.
I love to eat! My personal relationship with my intake has been like no other in my lifetime. That being said, I went into the cafeteria at work yesterday, ostensibly for a nice, tall, 16 oz. glass of icy water. In the past month and a half I have been making a concentrated effort to drop my membership in the big girls club. No great gym membership, no sweating to the oldies, no Pilates workout for dancers, just a simple premise: when I’m full, stop eating. Easy, right?
So there I was in the cafeteria, accompanied by Jeanne, the temp who assists me with filing and other tasks, when suddenly I found myself over at the omelet stand. Friday is omelet day at work, and can I tell you a little secret? Unless I make them myself, omelets make me nauseated. But scrambled eggs, which they also make at the omelet stand, do not.