What day is it?

I have nothing against well-worn cliches, but I tend to steer away from “Thank God It’s Friday”. Today, though, I see now why it’s so popular.

This week has kicked my butt five times – one for each morning I couldn’t roll over and go back to sleep. It doesn’t matter whether I had ten hours sleep or six, my body was just thoroughly disinterested in the five-day grind. This morning was especially brutal – I woke up to a soft driving rain – the kind that just screams “perfect sleeping weather”. The cool side of the pillow is a cruel mistress.

That said, unless something dire happens before 5PM today (knock wood), I’ve made it through a work week. And that gives me a weekend to catch up on laundry, sleep and fun. Not necessarily in that order. We have a few small social plans, that may change some, but I plan to nap as needed, sleep in where feasible, and work hard to get to bed by 11 all weekend. Not as easy as it sounds, to be sure.

I should mention that one of the things that has made the week a little bit of a challenge is the new office. New is good. It shakes up the routine, defies expectation, and causes people to rethink routines. Me, for example? I’m out of an office with doors that close and I’m sitting in a cube farm – or, something like a cube farm. We actually have these curvicles, which I’ve mentioned before. Pictures are forthcoming. I took a photo on my cellphone, but I’m too dumb to figure out how to send it to myself, and I’ve forgotten my camera every day this week.

That said, it’s not a bad new office – actually, it’s very plush, after a fashion. Clean, comfortable, and reasonably easy to get to. Plus, I can get from my office to the Cool Springs Noshville in five minutes. I made good use of that earlier this week when I inhaled a bowl of chicken noodle soup at their counter. Even more unfortunate is the fact that Nucci’s Gelato is right across the way from Noshville. I had banana pudding (with Nilla Wafers) the other day – probably not the purist’s choice, and to be honest, I couldn’t taste it all that well – but it was cold and creamy and the texture was excellent. I’ll go again soon when my tongue, throat and mind are all in harmony.

Actually, I’m more or less obsessed with food at the moment – what can I eat, what do I want to eat, what would taste good, what will I want to eat when I can eat whatever I want, am I going to eat so much that I gain back the weight I lost while not eating…this is the neverending tapeloop in my brain.

Here’s what I can tell you – there are two things that I want to eat more than anything. I want nachos. I want refried beans, melted cheese, chicken, salsa, sour cream, olives, and guacamole slathered on crispy tortilla chips, and I want them now. The other thing I am truly jonesing for is a pizza. Not just any pizza. I want a Mellow Mushroom House Pie – and I’m not picky, we can even get it with mushrooms. I’ll pick them off.

I am not craving sweets in any form. I tried a piece of candy yesterday and it burned like a thousand deaths. No mas.

I am also not craving caffeine, which, honestly, would help me more than anything to shake off the fact that I’d like to take a quick nap at my desk. But carbonation is a killer, and I don’t really drink coffee, though – to be fair, that nice warm beverage may be just what I need to get through. Apparently my muscles need to loosen up. Thus spake the doctor.

I guess that’s enough rambling for now.

Everything in life is only for now.