Day 5: ____

{photo from the side dish}

And... fail. That? Up there? That was my downfall tonight. I think I should feel guiltier... I think I should feel tremendously guilty.  But to be honest, I don't.  This was an extraordinarily challenging week at work, and today, wow, today was just insane.  My job can be extremely gratifying at times, but at other times, it can feel totally thankless.  So after a very long day, when my boss asked if I wanted to go upstairs (my company has a full-service cocktail hour every Friday) to get a glass of champagne, I barely hesitated before replying "yes!"

After sipping my glass of Veuve Clicquot on a relatively empty stomach, my attention shifted.  Wow, I was hungry.  And do you know what I wanted?  You guessed it - pizza and wine!!!  And after my smug triumph the other night, I stumbled.  And fell.

Luckily, it stopped there.  I didn't head straight to the freezer for the pint of Ben & Jerry's.  I didn't drink a half bottle of wine, and I didn't say, "Screw this - I'm getting a bacon/egg/cheese croissant tomorrow morning!"  Instead, I noticed the discomfort I felt in my stomach, cursed myself a little, and resolved to be better tomorrow.  And so I will.

 TGIF, y'all.