I had two reasons for going in to the office today, one was related to work, the other was related to diet.

One will help me, the other not so much.

One advantage of having the “house arrest” that the company I work for puts me through is that I’m mostly prepared for the start of classes tomorrow. I went in today, though, to up load all the worksheets I’d revised during my “house arrest”.

That only took a few minutes but I stayed around chatting with colleagues (one just had a baby; well, technically his wife did, but, well, yeah, he was excited/numb to the point of being speechless). I also took advantage of the copious amounts of omiyage (gift treats) brought by colleagues who’d been to exotic places.

The trouble is, the sweets go quickly and the office ends up barren with only a scattered hard candies and questionable packets of tea. This means its everyone for themselves.

The only accepted rule seems to be that one does not open every box. Only a couple boxes are open and a new one isn’t opened until an open one is finished.

Well, unless I’m around and there’s something really good that’s still unopened.