It's 10pm. I should go brush my teeth and start getting ready for bed. The whole reason I stayed in tonight was to get to sleep early. I've stayed up late / slept badly all week, and I need to stop feeling tired at work. I should go brush my teeth.
BUT
I just got slammed with a craving for Chocolate Covered Peanut Butter Filled Pretzels. And if I'm going to indulge {which I am} then I need another half glass of wine to wash it down. And if I'm having wine, I'm not going to turn off my music just yet. And it's Thursday tomorrow anyway, almost the weekend.
This is why I have barely made a dent in the new book I'm trying to read, and why I have baggage eyes by the end of every week.
Sweetdreams.
