Ann Parker here, surfacing after a few days (? how many ?) of intense technical editing. It was one of those projects I had to dive into headfirst and push everything else out of my mind—things such as fixing meals, doing laundry, taking showers (!), and foregoing some sleep as well. I surfaced on Wednesday to relax a bit, then plunged back in, full speed ahead.
The good news: As of Friday night, the edit is done and off to the client for review, and the cleanup is well underway. As is the adjustment to my diet...
You see, it's all due to the face that I needed a lot more working space than what was available in my home office, so I moved to a large table conveniently located next to the kitchen (and all the convenience foods in the cupboards).
In the photo, you'll see my printer, laptop, a nice big monitor... everything I needed for those intense sprints through highly technical terrain. You'll also spot a few nom*-able items on the table that were orbiting around me during the last critical hours of the edit: coffee (see the cup back there and the coffeemaker?), potato chips, chocolate goodies (supplied by a dear friend at a quick noontime break today), and chocolate biscotti. What can I say? They were there, just a few steps away, and didn't require cooking (well, except for the coffee, I suppose).
The photo is actually halfway through my "after project cleanup" process, so things are a little neater than they were fifteen minutes before.
Now that THAT's done, I was hungry for something different to munch on while I created this post. I headed to the refrigerator to what was up.
I'll tell you, it was a scary expedition through the vegetable drawer.
An expired bag of shredded carrots that has started to turn a little... grey (yuck!). A celery bunch that had no more backbone (you know the type). A head of romaine lettuce that had almost "melted" into the bottom of the veggie compartment. And is that maybe parseley in that bag? I really don't want to look any further. It's a scene of death and destruction, a sort of vegan body farm.
Or at least, food for this post. :-)
* Wondering what nomnom means? I swear, it is related to the post and the theme of the week. Check out InternetSlang right here for the answer. And happy noming to you!
Late-breaking nomnomnom addition! Liz's comment (below) reminded me that when I first heard this expression (must've been 2009 or 2010, from one of my kids), they showed me this YouTube below as the "start of it all." WARNING: IF YOU DO NOT LIKE CUTE LITTLE FUZZY POCKET PETS (you know who you are...), DO NOT VIEW THIS VIDEO.
Can't say I didn't warn you... ;-)