Day One. PB + Honey

The day didn't start out very promising. My two options for my +1 were pickles and black olives. I set the two options side by side on my desk and spent the better part of the morning trying to psych myself up for the consumption of one of them.

By 11 o'clock, I was pretty sure the +1 would be black olives. I started telling people that's what I was having. I thought saying it out loud and acting like it wouldn't be THAT bad would help the situation.

Paul and I started assembling our sandwiches around 11:30... I was searching for a can opener, when eating black olives and a peanut butter sandwich became very real to me. What would it taste like? The texture?

I suddenly became very non-psyched about my +1 options and was leaning heavily toward a double peanut butter sandwich. Thankfully, Paul kindly offered some of his honey as my +1.

*big sigh of relief*