What Happens When...

...you work ten hours and skip lunch?
You rummage through your desk until you find a peanut butter cup. You consider taking off your bra at work and wearing your coat around claiming to be cold. You come home and eat too much lasagna for dinner but you're glad you made it last night for today. You drink a caffeine-free diet Pepsi because it just sounds delicious even though you've been off of artificial sweeteners for two weeks.
You stare at the television for twenty minutes telling yourself, "I'll go iron my clothes in seven minutes." "I'll put my coffee together in thirteen minutes." And then you doze off with Donny for thirty minutes.
You are very glad that you are not working on your feet all day anymore or you'd be fried. You are also very glad you have a nice office that is becoming homier every day because it is like a retreat when you can't go home as early as you'd like.
You are proud of yourself that you made it!
You are going to crawl under that pre-warmed electric blanket very soon with a book and fall asleep very quickly.
You have to try very hard to listen because you're tired but you really do want to hear about Mac's new job as a math tutor.
You haven't blogged in two days because it seems like the evenings area just too short to be with the Mr., Daboyz, and the Blogfam.
You thought you'd hate these kind of days but it turns out it's ok. You're learning and finding out that you can really do this. You like what God is making of you.
Oh, and you post a picture of some dog you found on line because you haven't taken any recent pictures of your own puppy.