The weather is beautiful here. Breaking records all week.
Isn’t that amazing?
Wait. I’m inside. All day. Staring out the window. Slightly chilled because building management can never get the thermostat under control.
If I were to ever have advice for anyone joining the corporate world- dress in layers.
But anyway, the change in weather does funny things.
It makes me a happier person. Except for in rush hour when I’m just that much more annoyed and impatient to get home and outside.
Not important. Let’s ignore that part.
It’s made me much more active this week. Not only am I doing my normal gym thing (weights/elliptical/stairs/etc), I’m also taking long walks with my roommate around the neighborhoods. We’ve discovered a nice 3-mile loop.
Three miles. That’s a lot of extra hungry.
So really, it’s not surprising the carb cravings came in stronger than usual:
How is it possible to forget how wonderful baked potatoes are? I usually never buy regular potatoes but for when I’m making something in the crockpot. Lesson learned.
Uh… but I have a confession. Ahem… it wasn’t baked. It was zapped in the microwave.
My stomach doesn’t handle waiting around hungry for over an hour.
Instant gratification. That’s what it’s about. And it was still delicious.
Just like what I do with boys. Interesting.
Also, I was sent this new tea to check out by Sokenbicha– an environmentally friendly company that serves up six different blends of herbal teas. Given that I love everything about iced tea and have a stockpile of green/herbal tea at home, I said why not?They sent jasmine tea, which I’ve never tried, so that was something new. And to be honest, it’s not really my favorite. Also, from trial and error over the years, I’ve learned I’m not the biggest fan of bottled tea and will always go for the taste of brewed over convenience. A personal preference.
But it was refreshing in its own right and seemed to help spark some energy to get through the rest of my day. Maybe not something I could drink as often as green or black tea (it’s like water to me), but smooth, nonetheless. Curiously different.
My friend tried it over the weekend while she was visiting. It was on Sunday morning when feeling less than 100%, and she swore it was what did the trick in energizing her for the rest of the day’s shopping and her drive back. My boss also grabbed a bottle for himself and asked for more the next day. I’m apparently the tea dealer now.
I wasn’t the biggest fan, but pretty rave reviews from the peanut gallery.
And even though I just professed my great love of tea, which will surely be consumed at some point today, I’m reaching for the coffee this morning. Sleep alluded me once again last night.
But don’t worry. I fully expect the coffee to get me through the afternoon or at least until cake is served for an office birthday.
Remember the scene from Office Space where they lamely sing in a crowded space and pass the pieces of cake around?
Yeah. That really happens.
And I cannot wait.