7:35 p.m., and I'm sitting in my office trying to figure my evening out.
Going home is an obvious step here, and one I plan to take very shortly. I had a workout scheduled, and I would like to get that taken care of; it's that paranoia about pushing it to another day and not having time then either.
Supper is messy- I had a VERY strict meal plan lined up for the week. Breakfast this morning was a new recipe that was a disaster, I ended up having a chocolate pudding from the galley fridge this afternoon, then TWO cookies jumped into my hand that were a gift from a patient family. I should go home and cook. At this hour I don't want to do that- I want to go get takeout.
Maybe I'm just expecting too much of myself for time that I'm on clinical service. I mean, workout is well and good. But maybe this isn't the best time to crank on the eating. I'll have to ponder that.
Hmmmm.....
Cafe Rio it is!
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