Begin as you mean to go on (and I mean to go on the bus)

[azurelunatic]

Good morning, Miss Lunatic.

I have left you half a cheeseburger in the refrigerator. It's not as tasty as it would have been hot, but it is protein and it is breakfast.

There is no need to side-load any of the new ebooks from the smashwords free book week onto BitBucket, because there are a ton of perfectly good things on there, and we need to go to bed sometime this decade, if not this very hour.

Clothes are picked out. One of the water bottles is in the bag; I'd bring the other one too if I were you, on account of last time. (One of these days we have got to make some ginger simple syrup. Maybe the next time we do candied ginger.)

Bus fare is in the bottom of the little zippered purse, left over from last time we planned to take the bus but didn't actually.

The reallysuperawesome bright teal tights are in fact reallysuperawesome, but that does not make them good to wear on the bus.

The morning pills are in the little green pillbox, which is in your bag. I recognize that a stiff shot of caffeine in the morning is a jarring thing to take at 6am, and dozing on the bus is often a valid life choice, but blearing through work is not actually a valid life choice, and you have things to be doing. Sleep is not going to be one of them after you arrive at work.

For the love of gods, sniff the coffee before tasting. It may or may not have gone off.

Music player is fully charged and ready to go.

If you happen to see any of the various somewhat-dodgy jars of protein powder around, the ones that you might eat in a dire emergency but are disinclined to even look twice at during a regular day, do bring one to work. Getting protein-hungry at work is not uncommon, and since work's common sources of protein outside of lunchtime proper are peanut butter (ew), and cheese (beware lactose) ... yeah.

Hope you slept well.

Comments

[amianym]

I adore the loving-but-faintly-scolding tone you take in these posts.

[azurelunatic]

I need a lot of chivvying to get going in the mornings in anything under two hours.

[synecdochic]

Getting protein-hungry at work is not uncommon, and since work's common sources of protein outside of lunchtime proper are peanut butter (ew), and cheese (beware lactose) ... yeah.

Baggie of nuts?

[amberfox]

My sister swore by flax seed when she was in college. Good source of protein, and also contains omega-3, which is known to help with depression. No worries about cross-contamination like peanut dust, and no leftover shells like sunflower seeds.

[azurelunatic]

I in fact have one of those in my work bag! I just never seem to think of it at the right moments.

[synecdochic]

Place on desk where it is visible?

[azurelunatic]

Or perhaps in the drawer that has the blue pumpkin bucket full of assorted mostly-chocolate.

(One of my uncle-managers confessed somberly to me yesterday that he had been raiding my chocolate. I pointed out that this is what the candy dish is *for*. He said that no, it was worse: he had raided the *drawer*. My takeaway from this is that I should keep the drawer more tidy.

He had implicit permission; my Overlady has explicit permission for both the chocolate and the emergency rum, though I don't know if she's ever been hard up enough to avail herself of it. I can't remember whether she or my erstwhile counterpart had the vodka, but the other had the gin.)

[synecdochic]

it's always good to know where the emergency booze is :)

if dw ever has an office i'm letting you make the shopping lists.

[azurelunatic]

As well you should.

They will include the theoretically office-related staples (staples, mouse cleaner, pens, post-its, air filters) and also the practically office-related staples (diet coke with lime, chocolate, booze, cat food, ferret treats).

[emceeaich]

I keep expecting these to end in:

"If you are caught, the agency will disavow all knowledge. This post will self destruct in five seconds. [Lalo Schifrin music cue]"

[azurelunatic]

:D

Perhaps you've always been at least five seconds too late?