So, this is how my morning began. I woke up late and in a frenzy. Typical. If you have known me for longer than a minute, you have probably been at one point in time asked to be my faithful alarm calling to “make sure I am awake.” Well, today Jessica texted me, and no, I didnt even hear it, much less see it, til I was almost to work.
No worries though. I was still on time and even managed to pour some Cinnamon Toast Crunch into a little baggie so I would have breakfast. Please note here, that on my drive to work, I made a concious effort NOT to stop at Starbucks, though I wanted it SOOOOOO badly. I walk in to work, boot up the ole computer and get settled for the day. My stomach lets out a ginormous gurgle. I pull out my purse to get my little stash and what do you know, it has dumped all in my purse.
Yes. All over my purse. Ladies, my purse has all sort of little compartments and side pockets, which from here on out will have the sweet aroma of cinnamon and probably even be sweet to the taste, if one should dare taste it….
What do I proceed to do?? Like any good heathly hungry woman, I dig in. Heck, instead of eating out of the plastic bag, I just eat out of my purse.
Thankfully, my purse didnt have too much in it, so I was able to pull out my billfold and a couple of reciepts and eat every measly square of my breakfast. Though the squares hadnt been damaged they were sorely lacking the cinnamon sugar part which now nicely decorates the floor of my purse.
Lets just say breakfast wasnt all it was cracked up to be…I am hungry again, so lets hope lunch is more successful.