This tutoring job is turning me into a Cookie Jar. I might not eat the actual Jar, but I might as well. I cannot keep my paws off. There are girl scout cookies (is it really Girlscout cookie season again??), and chocolate chocolate chip cookies and apricot shortbread cookies and god peanut butter chocolate chip and double stuffed oreos. All this, and that isn't even mentioning the coffee and tea and ridiculous variety of hot chocolate mixes. Damn Koerig; damn this job where I amble from room to room and shove sweet things in my mouth inbetween. Ugh. If I manage to finish the semester under 140lbs, it'll be a freaking miracle.
My students this period didn't show (punks!), so I'm going home and getting on my trainer. The plan is to watch Brothers and Sisters on my computer and attempt to bike off the two giant cookies I shoved in my face post-breakfast cereal (not to mention post-PROMISE TO MYSELF THAT I WOULD NOT EAT ANY COOKIES AT WORK TODAY). Okay, so I'll be back in 2+ hours for my next students, and you know what? I can try again. I think I'll put a post-it note on the jar. It'll say 'Eat lots. Sincerely, Your Growing Belly'.
1 comments:
I feel the same way when they bring junk to the office here.. I just can't stay away.
cheers.
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