As a result of my crazy week, I've been eating junk, way too stressed, and not sleeping.A colleague asked if I wanted McDonald's for lunch. I can't always justify it, but when I'm particularly jittery, as I've mentioned before, it makes me feel better. I decided that if I was going to splurge on McDonald's, I was going to make it a symbolic gesture to put things behind me.
It seems appropriate to bid adieu to my rotten week with a #10 value meal. Now, I'm done (I mean, after I finish my fries). Whatever happens, happens. I am moving on and placing this insanity in someone else's hands.
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