You said shame.

So,
today,
I was bad.
Laissez-moi expliquer...
My job is is the worst. And by the worst, I really mean that it sucks. I mean, everything could be worse than it is, no? Except this. But still. Technicalities.
So, I had a "business meeting" this morning. And I was late. Because I couldn't get out of bed...after 10 hours of sleep. And because, instead of preparing for it, I guessed at the right metro station, and was horribly wrong. And, rather than fixing that mistake immediately, I got out, had a coffee, and decided to walk to make up the rest of the way. Leisurely.
Then, I had my meeting (which went well, thankfully) and took a roundabout way to work. And had coffee number two before even thinking about going in.
Then, I lied (to the 2 people who actually came into work--because the cat/boss is away and the mice/paid employees play/don't bother working) and said I had to go back to meet further with the guy I had met in the morning. However, in my own defense (!), I went in, checked my work e-mail, forwarded everything necessary to my boss (who is away in the U.S.), and answered things that were urgent.
Except...then I left and headed to my area and have been sitting in a cafe ever since. For the last 2 hours.
I purchased an expensive lunch and followed it with my third coffee of the day. I have probably spent more today than I have in the last two weeks.
Consequently, I feel both delightfully mischievous and extremely guilty, lol. I've survived on a steady diet of eggs, sandwiches, apples, and pasta since arriving. And just blew my money on an overpriced (though satisfying) lunch in a cafe that offers Wifi (the Internet, the joy of my existence) and hot coffee.
But whatever. We did it. It's been done. And I'm 65%* happy about it.
*70%*.
*75%.
We did it. A+.

P.S. There are worse things than the "-wurst."
P.P.S. Me: being okay with my decisions. And my coffee.