Worn out

[pegkerr]

I'm just tired. Bone-tired. More than physically, really. Soul-tired. I've decided to give myself a break today and do some things I don't ordinarily allow myself.

I'm going to drive to work. I'm going to stop at Tillie's Bean and get a cold press coffee with chocolate syrup added. I'm going to go out to lunch, possibly to Wilde Roast, and get a hot grilled tuna fish sandwich.

It really says something about my ordinary life that this feels like unbelievably decadent luxury.

(You are welcome to leave a comment suggesting other [low-budget] ways that I can pamper myself.)

Comments

P.S. --

[alfreda89.livejournal.com]

If you can do it -- I have actually done this -- you take ONE nice bite of the cake. Let it melt slowly in your mouth as your last reward before the hour or so spiral down to bed -- and then tuck it back in its little box with the word POISON -- DO NOT TOUCH -- ONLY PEOPLE WITH ANTIDOTE CAN EAT written on the box. It will now live in the fridge.

Then you can slowly work you way through it through the week. The mocha fudge torte from Chez Zee will last for weeks if in the fridge. Hope yours can last that long!

Re: P.S. --

[pegkerr.livejournal.com]

I DID have flourless chocolate cake yesterday! At lunch, at Wilde Roast: they have an award-winning one called "Bete Noir." I enjoyed every bite and thought of you while I ate it.

Re: P.S. --

[alfreda89.livejournal.com]

Excellent!

I hope everything gave you a mood lift to help through the days to come.

We can get through these times. It just takes grace and strength.

(I like abandoning the cleaning for the duration, too. Rob is home more, so it's definitely his turn... ;^) )