I'm sitting here working.....my long-term piece on Lubec's fishermen is almost complete, there is a second story about the Port of Eastport and a third about migrant labor....and I am starving. At 6:30 I had a cup of coffee and two pieces of rye toast.
I had an iced coffee about noon.
See? This is the problem with working at home. I get so busy that suddenly I'm hearing my stomach rumble louder than Mount St. Helens and I've missed lunch and it is still three hours until dinner time....
Normally I would go scavenging for something quick: candy, snacks, a bowl of cereal, some noodles, or my very most favorite: a bag of Smartfood.
Okay, you've talked me out of it. I'm going to take the high road here and make a quick salad.
Then I'm going to Helen's tonight and stuff myself with a steak.
Oh yeah - rewards.