This.... This resonates with me.
Thought as she goes to sleep: "I'm going to sleep in tomorrow and not go early to work!"
Then she wakes up at 6:50am.
This morning I ate a NutriGrain cereal bar, smoothed some lotion on my face, and trudged to the metro. No tailored pencil skirts. No makeup. No high heels. Just me.
I spent most of the day at my desk. It was another zero-minute break day on the time sheet: I've started eating lunch at my desk (coughintrovertcough). I've also come to the amazing conclusion that I don't have to go to work from 8:30-6:30 to get all of my hours, a fact everyone else seems to have figured out before they even arrived at The RAF. Oh well. At least I figured it out.