Tuesday and Wednesday work was hot. And when I got home after work…my apartment’s AC was broken. Of course. Welcome to my life.
The heat sent me into an extreme sloth-like state. Because it was too hot to make my own decisions, I decided to put the responsibility on someone else.
Remember when the Dove chocolate gave me a sign? Well…I’ve decided to let chocolate dictate my life.
That’s right: a dessert dictator. It was that or the Magic 8 Ball.
I’m saving all the wrappers from my Dove chocolate, and I’m doing what the chocolate tells me to do.
This is the first wrapper:
What feels right is…to have another piece of chocolate.
The next wrapper said:
This confirmed that the second piece was ok.
I think I’m going to like this challenge.
Have a great weekend! I’ll be in Pittsburgh, so let me know what to check out while I’m there.
Favorite Comment From Last Post: “Be careful, Thoughtsy. One minute you’re posting a pic of your hot, sweaty thighs, the next you’re addicted to sexting. Slippery slope….”—BluzDude