Today has just gotten away from. Actually this week has gotten away from me. Will and I are supposed to be heading out of town this weekend and we only just today nailed down where Anni is going to stay. So things are running a bit behind in our house at the moment.

My job has become ten times the amount of work it was three weeks ago. Which is great because three weeks ago I wasn’t doing much but I’m at the point right now where I can understand how someone could work a sixteen hour day and not bat an eye. I work hourly so I’m confined to the 8-hour day and for the first time that’s a blessing. Otherwise I’d probably still be sitting at my desk trying to find a picture of Montana in the winter that doesn’t look cold (which is hilariously impossible).

Anywhoo…backing up a tich. Remember how I said I was having trouble sticking to a work out routine? Yep, that would be how this morning went down. Weights were skipped and I finally pulled myself out of bed to go for a run (which sounded better for some reason), only to have my stomach turn on my after two miles. I know this sounds bad to say but a two mile run to me is like taking a walk around the block. A.K.A. it does not count as a work out.

But by the time I had things straightened out with the wobbly stomach issue, it was too late to go back out for another mile or two. Not how I wanted to start my day but whatchya gonna do?

Because my day was stressful, most food happened in bulk increments. At least it was food packed form home an not vending machine junk.

I was saying to my boss how I’ve sorta been falling off the exercise bandwagon these past few weeks and she just nodded, saying yep, that’s corporate life.

Um, not for me! If that wasn’t motivation for me to be up tomorrow morning for a run, I’m not sure what will be. I refuse to become one of those fat office rats. They don’t pay me nearly enough for that kind of sacrifice.

This evening I went out with Will and a friend and they had dinner but my 2:30 lunch/afternoon snack combo wasn’t relenting so I had a beer and held off for real food back at the house.

Oh, beer. Magical, healing beer. My stress has melted away since then and this lovely mood of sarcasm tinged with apathy has arisen, hence the rambling. I need to get some sleep is what this all means.

How about some visuals? This has been a lot of words.

Dinner. The real food I was waiting for.

There’s a hummus/salsa dressing buried somewhere in there. The hummus/salsa combo is one of the few discoveries I have made entirely on my own as a vegan eater without the help of blogs, recipes and others to set an example. I highly recommend it, especially as a salad dressing.

This week has also been my first time using a salad topper. I made the mistake at first of thinking that these pesto crackers were indeed crackers. Nope. Way to strong in flavor but crumbled over a salad and mixed with my dressing they become outstanding. I need to figure out how to make my own but in the meantime they are getting added to my grocery list.

I’m going to cut myself off before this gets to random. Your regularly scheduled sane, clear thoughts will return tomorrow morning.

In the meantime, does anyone have any suggestions of places (read: restaurants) that Will and I should check out in Austin this weekend? We’ll only be there for one day but I’ve never been and I’ve heard it’s the bee’s knees. Leeme know!