Wednesday Fail

So I just ate my feelings by way of orange chicken and chow mein.

*sigh*

It wasn't something I had thought about at all today. I woke up this morning feeling great. I ate a Jimmy Dean turkey sausage and egg white breakfast bowl and was happy.

But then after I got to work the frustrations just POURED on. And wouldn't quit. I mentally cussed a colleague out because she was being a complete BITCH who either doesn't know work gets done or just doesn't know her head from a hole in the ground and decided I was a good kicking toy. Either way, she was NOT good for my mood.

Then I got stuck working with another colleague who just...okay, it's a friend I normally  love but when she gets stuck on a project she goes bananas and drags me along with her.

Even so, I hadn't even THOUGHT about self medicating with food. I felt drained and little miserable but I wasn't contemplating eating anything.

But then someone in the building decided to have orange chicken as their late lunch and the scent of it haunted me for about an HOUR before my will power got up, flipped me off and dragged me over to Panda where I INHALED a bowl of the stuff.

Ugh.

It was delicious but now I only feel guilty and gross.

And that's my report for today.

Fail whale.