H's office has a fully stocked kitchen. I've had to go in every day this week, but I look forward to it because of all the free junk food. They have all-hands lunch on Thursdays, and I was really looking forward to a good hot meal. But it's cancelled this week because of sales meetings.
I'm still going in at 1 to work on H's expense reports, but I will have to settle for a frozen pizza or a bag of trail mix and several string cheeses.
WAIT. As I was typing this H texted me and said lunch is on. YAYAYAYAYAYAY! I need to leave now to make it in time.
This all has much less to do with me being cheap than it does with my insane aversion to grocery shopping. We have nothing to eat in this house and I just don't feel like changing that.