I'm so hungry I could eat a horse!
We've all heard this line, but I've actually said it at least 5 times this week.
My food snack of choice (in-between breakfast, lunch, and dinner) has been Cheez-Its, Raisin Bread, and Frosted Mini-Wheats cereal.
Of course, then I eat said snack with reckless abandon (not volume of portion, but speed) and 20 minutes later I am hungry again and feeling nauseous.
To combat the feeling of the ickies (which sometimes passes with 3-6 cinnamon Tic Tacs) I take a break from work (because work e-mails just make me more ill) and play Solitare on the PC.
The problem is, continuous playing of Solitare puts me into a trance, and almost a sleepy coma.
To wake up from Sleepytown, I brew my decaf coffee (with my most loved appliance, my Keurig Platinum Brewer), imagining that it is caffeinated.
And the cycle repeats.
Once again, I plead with the universe.... I really love having the pregnancy symptoms (I've often become giddy this week each time I get sick, I know that's quite warped) but if this is really a sticky pregnancy, must you insist on being in the front of my mind 24/7?
When you factor in the symptoms and my total obsession with wondering am I ok? am I not ok? Is this going to work? Will I be disappointed again? How many hours till my next u/s again? Oh, that would be 112 hours, 37 minutes and 23 seconds....
Well, I'm just not very productive at the moment. Or rational.
I gave a presentation this morning regarding "contract gross profit" to a bunch of services consultants and the whole time I was thinking about having pizza for dinner (S. had mentioned he wanted pizza instead of making dinner which sent my taste buds reeling).
I need to at least give the impression to my coworkers that I am really working during the day. Not hiding in my home office perpetually on "away" status on IM.
I think I might be blowing that.
