Fifty things to throw away. I am at 7 items after completing my bedroom and bathroom. Bathroom wasn't that bad considering that it is all torn up.
I was anxious to dive into my office so I skipped ahead to that part. My space is such a mess I have been having problems buckling down and doing the work that I need to get done. It just isn't a place I have wanted to be in, which of course makes doing work a bit difficult.
I am into my second day of clearing out and I still haven't scratched the surface. There is layer upon layer of crap in here, and I am hoping I might find a hidden treasure of money even. Not likely, but wishful thinking is fun.
It has so overwhelmed me that I needed something sweet to quell the feeling of being buried alive by ones own junk.
Step in: Out of the Box Brownies.com
My choice: Low-fat salty-scotch brownies. Of course I am not a fan of butterscotch so I substituted caramel (Sorry Denise.) And my caramel isn't low fat so I kinda ruined the whole, low fat idea of it. Oh-well, I was being buried alive, what did you expect!!
Be prepared, I am about to get lude and inappropriate.
I follow her directions very carefully, wait the whole 30 minutes, amazingly, then cut into the first brownie, which is always the hardest, especially when frozen.
I take my first bite.
OR...GA...SM. I kid you not, I just shivered thinking about it.
And with every bite. I even cut myself a second piece and went upstairs, sat in my office chair and put on The Tudors Season 3.
With a husband who is so busy getting everyone's bikes ready for Pelotonia he is hardly around right now, I needed this. Who said you needed your man to have a good time, all the time.
Today I had another one. WAA..Wow. I was so eager to eat another that I about had a fight with getting the damn brownie out of the pan. There has to be a trick to get a frozen brownie out of a glass dish.
Screw getting the brownie out of the pan, I will just eat it in the pan, they are low fat right? Denise?
It is very difficult to go back to cleaning your office after having multiple orgasms provided by a simple brownie. And to think...I wasn't the one being eaten.
I was anxious to dive into my office so I skipped ahead to that part. My space is such a mess I have been having problems buckling down and doing the work that I need to get done. It just isn't a place I have wanted to be in, which of course makes doing work a bit difficult.
I am into my second day of clearing out and I still haven't scratched the surface. There is layer upon layer of crap in here, and I am hoping I might find a hidden treasure of money even. Not likely, but wishful thinking is fun.
It has so overwhelmed me that I needed something sweet to quell the feeling of being buried alive by ones own junk.
Step in: Out of the Box Brownies.com
My choice: Low-fat salty-scotch brownies. Of course I am not a fan of butterscotch so I substituted caramel (Sorry Denise.) And my caramel isn't low fat so I kinda ruined the whole, low fat idea of it. Oh-well, I was being buried alive, what did you expect!!
Be prepared, I am about to get lude and inappropriate.
I follow her directions very carefully, wait the whole 30 minutes, amazingly, then cut into the first brownie, which is always the hardest, especially when frozen.
I take my first bite.
OR...GA...SM. I kid you not, I just shivered thinking about it.
And with every bite. I even cut myself a second piece and went upstairs, sat in my office chair and put on The Tudors Season 3.
With a husband who is so busy getting everyone's bikes ready for Pelotonia he is hardly around right now, I needed this. Who said you needed your man to have a good time, all the time.
Today I had another one. WAA..Wow. I was so eager to eat another that I about had a fight with getting the damn brownie out of the pan. There has to be a trick to get a frozen brownie out of a glass dish.
Screw getting the brownie out of the pan, I will just eat it in the pan, they are low fat right? Denise?
It is very difficult to go back to cleaning your office after having multiple orgasms provided by a simple brownie. And to think...I wasn't the one being eaten.
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