At home, still in my pj’s, preparing for a long evening of work, when I realize I’m super hungry. So I instinctively reach for the bag of tortilla chips but then I remember that one post where I felt personally called out by my consumption of plain tortilla chips and calling it a meal.
But. Still in pj’s. Do not want to leave house. Still hungry. Fridge is not helpful.
So guess who’s gonna be getting some pizza delivered to her door.
The Obsessive Dilettante 