Dad was supposed to come visit next week and I was getting super duper excited about it but I found out today that he has to postpone because of an infection. It's just awful timing because I'm working really hard to get some projects off the ground in the coming weeks so he'll have to come in May. It's definitely not the end of the world- he's still coming, just a little bit later, and I will just have more time next week to focus on the upcoming increasing workload, but MAN disappointments hit hard here. Even the little ones.
Thus, I turn to food. As my best friend rationalized it for me (as all good friends do), it's because there are fewer things to turn to here for cheering up and good food cheers you up. Right?! I'll take it.
I'll work out tomorrow.
