(no, I’m not talking about a piece of furniture from Ikea.)

I had a huge craving for MolcaSalsa rolled tacos as I drove home, so I stopped by their drive-thru and bought 5 guacamole-smothered ones. I was probably done gorging myself around 5:45 pm, and fell asleep in front of the bigscreen. The phone rang and woke me up when it was pitch black, and I assumed it was like 3am and that I had knocked out so completely that I didn’t wake back up to shower and do my nightly bedtime routine. I was kinda pissed that someone was rude enough to call me in the wee hours of the morning. I went back to sleep anyway. The next time I woke up, I struggled to read my watch. It was only 9pm! How off is my internal clock?! I’m gonna blame the food cravings, the mood swings, and the physical exhaustion on PMS. I barely made it thru my lunchtime workout today, too. I hope the body doesn’t burn less calories or make the workout less effective just because the mind is not into it. I still went thru the motions.

BTW, I talked to the person who called; the initial phone call was about 6:30pm, not 3am.