On top of spaghetti....
Nov. 18th, 2003 10:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
figmoI was really depressed today. I woke up way too early and couldn't get out of bed because Warren had the heat turned way too low for my comfort (he meant well; he was trying to keep the bill down).
By the time I got out of bed it was afternoon. I kept looking for work only to find no new jobs for which to apply. It was frustrating.
I made myself breakfast and still couldn't get out of my funk. I remembered there was an aqua aerobics class at 6:30pm at the Sunnyvale branch of my health club and decided to go. At the end of the class I was in less of a funk.
Tonight I had a severe craving for spaghetti and meatballs. I wanted comfort food, and I wanted it bad. I made it and almost inhaled it (I had to slow myself down!). Warren liked it, too.
I'm feeling much better now.
By the time I got out of bed it was afternoon. I kept looking for work only to find no new jobs for which to apply. It was frustrating.
I made myself breakfast and still couldn't get out of my funk. I remembered there was an aqua aerobics class at 6:30pm at the Sunnyvale branch of my health club and decided to go. At the end of the class I was in less of a funk.
Tonight I had a severe craving for spaghetti and meatballs. I wanted comfort food, and I wanted it bad. I made it and almost inhaled it (I had to slow myself down!). Warren liked it, too.
I'm feeling much better now.
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