For years now I’ve been telling myself, “if you make your lunch for the next day at night before bed then you won’t have to worry about it in the morning, and if you’re running late it will be okay because you can still brown bag it.”
Last night I made today’s lunch before I went to bed. I was so proud of myself. Good job, Robbie!
When I left for work this morning I forgot it. My nice little lunch bag is still sitting in the fridge at home. I didn’t remember it until I was walking into the door at work.
Stupid lunch. Stupid Robbie.
Inside the Red Head's Head 