Today my dove chocolate wrapper told me to "treat every day like a Sunday."
I won't go into details about how a Sunday goes for a (visiting) assistant professor. I don't want to deter any of you from this career.
(I'm semi-joking. It's not that bad. Just a lot of prep, a lot of grading, and very, very little sleep. Oh, and N.A. many, many miles away.)
But still. The dove chocolate mocked me. Chocolate mocked me.
Has your chocolate mocked you lately?
