I have a confession. I cant work at home. I have never been able to.
Instead, I go to the coffee house of my choice (I have one for every mood) and turn into a diet coke/academia lush and powerhouse through work like a motor boat on the mississippi.
What I overhear never ceases to amaze me.
Today, sitting behind the anorexic mothers club (I say this in jest as I did suffer with a serious eating disorder and can absolutely relate to the torture of anorexia first hand)
Mom #1 (to baby) Youre so fat arent you? Youre just a fat little boy, you need to lose weight huh?
(to other mother) You know, we took him to the doctor and he said that appearently we shouldnt worry and it is normal for babies to be chubby like this.
Mom #2 Im still glad I have a skinny little girl
Man who works at said coffee house: I like the spray on salad dressing, because I know exactly how many calories are on each bite.
And with that, I get up and ask for a refill of my diet coke.