Ravenous hunger and new unisex bathroom!

I'm SO RAVENOUS. After that horrifying 6am incident yesterday morning, everything just continued to roll downhill. During lunch with a co-worker, she ordered one slice of pizza and I got two slices (sidenote: Este's pizza has the BEST vegan pizza, and my cute non-vegan co-worker ordered vegan!). While eating and conversing with one another, I felt something wet near my nostril. I got a tissue and dabbed at it a bit to discovered that yes, in fact, I had a popped pimple on my face. And so it begins.

Then, an hour after lunch, I felt ravenous again and in this desperate state of mind found myself away from work and at a little shop around the corner. I wandered in, grabbed a bag of Salt n' Vinegar chips, purchased them in this wild, frazzled state, then had devoured them by the time I got back to work.

After work, I got to the store as quickly as I could to stockpile on bananas, banana chips (I like bananas) oranges, trail mix, kale... things I can munch on throughout the day. In fact, I'm munching on banana chips while writing this.

In other news, my parents have been beyond supportive. My mom has gone with me to see my hormone doctor both times, and has been researching and asking a lot of questions. And the other day my dad told me, with the most serious of serious faces, "Mel, there's only one way I can accept this." "And that is...?" "If, once you grow facial hair, you grow out a goatee like mine." Not being a big fan of goatees, I instantly reacted, "Oh, no! There's no way!", to which he replied, "Mel, like I said. It's the only way I can accept this. It's all I ask. And, in addition to that, once you grow out said goatee and we look as much alike as possible, you hold my hand and skip around the store with me."

I agreed to his terms.

So today will be the first day I'll use the now-unisex-used-to-be-for-men-only bathroom near my office. All week I've been auto-piloting to the women's restroom, but not today! I shan't! The new sign for it came on Monday and they put it up. Fred from the HR department enthusiastically exclaimed, "The unisex bathroom sign is here!"

We got a sign that looks like this:



Is that me on the far right? I don't believe so. I mean, I do bicycle to work, but I don't bicycle into the bathroom.

This one would be a bit more accurate and I'm positive that everyone at our company would just love it (it says: "**It does not matter if you have a vagina, penis, or other, ALL bathrooms should be accessible to ALL people." and "**SHOULD be Accessible to Differently-Abled People."):




Note: As cute as it is, my co-worker, Patty, got a big vegan chocolate cake to share with everyone. I've already eaten two slices.