My Friday, So Far, Stinks!

This morning in the shower I had a partial meltdown when I realized how much money I had to get me through the weekend..and an even bigger meltdown when I realized that I actually have to make it til next THURSDAY with said money.

That being said, I decided that I was going to have to brown bag it for the next week or so.

I'm almost never home, ever, so I just don't keep food around, which means that options for bringing lunch to work are slim to none...I tore through my cupboard in the hopes that I had bought some soups or something to sustain me through the hard times. SCORE. I found a can of Amys Vegetarian Chili that hadn't expired yet.

I jammed that baby open and poured it into a tupperware, but it didn't seem right to me. The smell that wafted up was akin to, oh I don't know, dead reindeer scooped off the side of the road and sauteed with some shit. I decided I was being too picky, popped the lid on, and threw it into my bag.

Later that morning, I was sitting in my therapist's office, totally distracted. All I could focus on was the fact that SOMETHING around me smelled like dog crap. I was pretty sure it was my lunch. I had checked my shoes about fifty times and there was nothing there to cause the offensive odor.

She asked me if I wanted to lie down on the couch. I looked at her like SHE was nuts. "Why on earth would I want to do that?"

She said that sometimes, people lie down so that they can focus more on themselves and what's going on, and since I seemed so distracted, perhaps it would be helpful for me to do this.

At that moment I looked down at my jeans and saw a big slop of dried chili stain on my thigh. Good God, is THAT what stinks???

I am DEFINITELY not eating THAT for lunch today...