Despite promising myself I’d stop doing this, I managed to get to 4pm today without eating a thing.
Let me start by saying I don’t have any sort of eating disorder. Unless you count wolfing down a 1lb burrito at Bodean’s as a form of food abuse. Which it probably is.
No, my problem with food is that I something just forget. I get absorbed, engrossed, distracted. Especially when working from my home office. With nobody there to tell me it’s time for luch. I get stuck into reading or writing to such an extent that there is quite literally nothing else going on.
I started work pretty early this morning as I had a slew of calls to make and wanted to get some documents written for a new project. I sat down with a large coffee and began to type. At least eight extended Skype calls later and I was wondering why I felt so tired.
(Yes, there’s the insomnia, but that’s for another day…)
Then it hit me — I was running on fumes. Coffee and sparkling water all day.
Mind you, all I did to remedy the situation was eat a couple of Reece’s peanut butter cups and neck some more coffee. I figure that it’s so late in the day now, I’m as well waiting for a proper dinner rather than trying to squeeze in an exceedingly late lunch.
Plus, I really like those peanut butter cups.