Yesterday I threw my back out while cleaning, so working today in the salon was rough. By hour 7, I'd had enough and was in near tears so I asked my manager if I could leave. I texted my partner that I was leaving and she offered me back rubs if I swung by her job (it's on the other side of the highway from mine). Offer me a back rub and I'm there with bells on.
As I'm walking into the building, she texts me to ask if I want sushi.
Do I even need to answer? Hell yea!
So I, of course, ordered something that was fried, crunchy, had shrimp sauce, etc. As did everyone else, of course.
Guess who wound up eating all of her own roll, plus at LEAST two more rolls? Yea, this guy. I managed that because as people finished THEIR meals, they gave me their leftovers. Who am I to deny deliciously yummy fried goodness in the form of sushi?
I also may or may not have polished off a chocolate bar with the tiniest amount of help from others.
Tomorrow is a new day. Even though Sundays are traditionally treat days (never a cheat, always a treat), I'm going to stick with something healthy. One day of splurging is enough.
Also... tomorrow marks the day when I will write down the measurements and put up my starting photo.
I have to admit... I'm kind of scared shitless.
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