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February 12th is not a great day for me. It's an unpleasant anniversary. Normally, I just stay home and avoid all contact with people, but this year I went into work.
But, for a while there this morning, I didn't know if I was going to make it to work or not. My stomach was playing up something awful. I suspect it was the white pizza I ate for supper last night. Or the peanut butter I had.
In any case, today was cold, wet and gray. Work happened.
I came home, watched Wandavision, then had supper and now I'm seriously thinking I'm going to go to bed.
* * *
Today I ate:
1 donut with chocolate frosting and sprinkles
1 banana
2 egg salad sandwiches
2 pimento cheese sandwiches
But, for a while there this morning, I didn't know if I was going to make it to work or not. My stomach was playing up something awful. I suspect it was the white pizza I ate for supper last night. Or the peanut butter I had.
In any case, today was cold, wet and gray. Work happened.
I came home, watched Wandavision, then had supper and now I'm seriously thinking I'm going to go to bed.
* * *
Today I ate:
1 donut with chocolate frosting and sprinkles
1 banana
2 egg salad sandwiches
2 pimento cheese sandwiches
