Today has been one of those days that I wish I could get back in the bed and start over. Before 11:30 a.m. I had a series of events that made me want to scream! I actually didn't scream but I did have one of those good ol' hearty cries that leave you hiccupping when finished.
I remember a time, not that long ago, in which food would have been my comfort. It would start off with a visit to the snack machine or nearest gas station to buy some candy to hold me over until I got off work. Once my day finished, I would be sure to stop by the grocery store and buy an assortment of chips, key lime pie (single serving of course), and more than likely some more candy. I would then rent a movie and make my way home for a night curled up on the couch, food in hand and drown myself in my sorrows.