Stress Eating

Yesterday was a stressful day for me. Why? Because I had to go for a meeting.

You all know that I hate meetings. Although I was not filled with a sense of dread and foreboding like I did in the past, it did not make it any better. Sometimes, meetings are a waste of time. If something can be settled with just a phone call or even an email, that is good enough.

But this client likes to call for a bow wow and he didn't even show up. I had to deal with his staff and consultant and even the consultant said that the matter at hand was straight forward.

We waited 40 minutes for the client (who was at another meeting and couldn't make this meeting) and spent only 10 minutes briefly confirming what had already been known since 3 or 4 weeks ago. What a waste of everybody's time.

That was not the only thing that stressed me up. It was the trip there. All this time I have been taking Grabcar to the location (saved in my app) with no problems. But this time, instead of arriving at the client's office, the Grabcar stopped at a residential area in the vicinity.

"You have arrived at your destination!" announced Waze right in front of someone's house. So I told the driver, this is not where I want to be. Then he pointed at the address in the app 8 JALAN XYZ 8, was instead 8 JALAN XYZ, 8.

The placement of the coma (I don't know how the heck that happened) made the road different, hence I ended up at somebody's house instead of my meeting venue. But the driver nicely sent me to the right place and I arrived ngam-ngam at the hour. So of course I was upset with the fiasco.

Then on the way back to the office, the same thing happened (at the time I did not fully understand why the first driver went to the wrong place) where the driver went to the wrong pickup point. So I had to text him my correct location. Haiz!

I went to The Starling after that for lunch and to calm myself down.

Now, aren't these cute? I love looking at soft toys.

heee...heee...so cute! Then I spotted something at the basement.

Some snacky vending machine.

I have no idea what these are but I bet they are starchy and sweet.

We know that things like that contain loads of glucose and my friends, cancer cells love glucose (so do I when I am stressed, apparently). Comfort food no doubt, but I am not touching those.

Well, I am a fine one to talk. Cakap tak serupa bikin this madam.

Well, I had some proteins first, hoping to quell that need to eat something naughty that popped into my head.

But nope, it didn't work. 

Honey Bacon French Toast it was at The Red Kettle. Was it good? Are you kidding me? It was da bomb!

With a cup of hot long black, my coffee for the day.

When I got home, I jumped right back to my meats and fats.

That's it! No more sneaking in desserts for now. I have been naughty too often so I need to take a break from carbs and sugars. 

I really like these two. But I bet they are expensive.

This is my real life cutie taking a snooze.