I was supposed to go to have dinner with my dear friend Justin tonight at Wagamama's, a restaurant I used to go to heaps, but haven't frequented in ages for no particular reason.....
BUT work has struck and as of 5.46, I am still here waiting for some data that one of my bosses must have for an 8.30 meeting with an ETA more rubbery than Gumby that seems to keep moving ever further into the sun-hazed horizon. So it is increasingly looking like I won't be home till 7.30, and will have some leftovers - yummy leftovers it has to be said but hardly my Wagamama faves - and there goes my evening.
So much for the fabulous glittering prize of work/life balanace. I am fairly certain that work just took out life in the mother of all smackdowns.
................and so I wait...............
In the end leftover was not appealing enough and I grabbed some takeaway Indian at Erskineville on the way home (and no, I didn't go the trouble of making it look pretty when I got home, despite the random image taken from the net, above!). Yes its comfort food, and not wise when I haven't been exercising lately but I had had a horrible day and decided to buy some temporary culinary-based happiness....
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