Smart choices made by me

These were all yesterday.

Choice #1: Oversleeping, so failing to pack a lunch.

#2: Lunch = two handfuls of peanut m&ms from the breakroom candy dispenser. Pregnancy fail!

#3: After dinner, realized that I don't know if the slice of lunch meat in my grilled-cheese sandwich reached high enough temperatures to kill the potential listeria. Pregnancy fail again! Except I seem to be fine, so we'll just say it did.

#4: Picking up GH's library-borrowed copy of The Stand by Stephen King. Began reading and kept reading in bed. (GH: Is this going to give you nightmares? Me: Psssh. No, this isn't even scary.) Went on to have terrible, terrible, awful dreams and my first waking-up-in-middle-of-night-with-charlie-horse experience.

#5: Did not wash face before bed, as was busy reading, even though that seems to be the only thing keeping my new froke-out pregnancy face at bay. (Yeah, I made this super-scientific observation on my own, because I'm brilliant like that. "Washing your face makes your skin better! Wacky!") Woke up looking like a bridge troll.

Today is, I hope, on track to be better. I have an actual lunch with fruit in it. Which I plan to eat while soaking in a 110-degree hot tub for a few hours. Just before I go to Harmon's and lick all the deli surfaces.

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