If I don’t get to eat until late at night, I’m going to go to bed hungry and be hungrier than usual the next day.
We had to go to Dallas last night, and thanks to extremely lovely traffic on the way to our destination, and then accomplishing what we needed to, it was 9 before we got to eat any dinner. And I’m cautious about eating that late, because I don’t want to be chundering all night, so I was still hungry when I went to bed.
And I’ve been ravenous all morning today. Grrrr.