My hours are a lie.

    So oddly I worked today, the first Sunday I've worked in avery long time. I started my day thinking I would only be working 4 hours, but that turned out to be a lie and I ended up working 7. As a result for the second day in a row I get home ravenously hunger, and pretty much ate my fridge clean.

                                                                     Om nom nom.


    Luckily there wasn't much in my fridge so no harm done. I'd tell you more but I'm just tired so I'll talk more on Thursday.

Tara