Lunch Debacle

I ate out entirely too much last week.  Wednesday was my boyfriends birthday so I treated him to dinner.  We also shared a dessert (of course).  Thursday night I went out with some girl friends to celebrate an engagement.  Friday afternoon I treated a friend to lunch for her birthday.  Friday night I went out to dinner with my boyfriend and his parents as a belated celebration for his birthday.  His parents bought a cake from cold stone and somehow ended up with a very large piece of it.  Saturday night we did our usual night out with a couple of friends. Last Tuesday was our three year anniversary but we ended up just cooking dinner together (shrimp scampi!) because I knew what was looming ahead and didn't really feel like going out.

I was all set to eat better this week and not go out but when I got in to work on Monday I remembered we had two new employees starting that day and I was pretty sure I'd be asked to go out to lunch with them. I was. And I did. Not a very good start. Then today at 1:15 I got ready to prepare my lunch. I will often make a sandwich at my desk and that was my plan today - a good old fashioned PB&J. I ran into a little snag.

bread -- check!
jelly -- check!
knife -- check!
peanut butter -- no check!

I might be able to get away with just a peanut butter sandwich if I had forgotten the jelly, but a jelly sandwich? No way. So I had to figure out an alternate plan. Being quarter after one everyone that went out for lunch had already left. I didn't have my car because I had gotten a ride with my boyfriend. And my boyfriend wasn't around because he was already out at lunch. So I waited for him to get back and asked if he could take me somewhere because I was a stupid, forgetful idiot. He complied without too much resistance and drove me to Wendy's which was both really close and really quick.