I know I should not blame the Universe for that extra doughnut, but it's not my fault that I got three doughnuts instead of two. I placed an order for two doughnuts at the drive-through order box, and the girl forgot about me. So after sitting there for a while ... waiting and waiting (oh stop wondering how big my butt must be, I walked three miles before going through the drive-through for one doughnut). I went for only one doughnut, ordered two (really? is one ever enough?) and left with three after the girl realized she forgot me. She popped an extra doughnut in my bag to make amends, without me knowing it until I got home. They weren't even the best doughnuts I have ever had, and they were certainly a poor excuse for dinner and breakfast, but I ate them anyways and sometimes, "it is what it is" or as some like to say down this way "sometimes it just bes that."
Great, that means I have to walk two additional miles tonight to offset at least one of those mediocre doughnuts!
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Also the curse of the sweet tooth!
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