Why do you kill my motivation?

Why do you make me want to crawl into a hole?

I am at work but desperately in need of a cup of tea, a J, and a bread slathered with nutella. It's not even 4 pm! I feel like its 10 o clock and I've been working hard all day. Spoiler: I haven't been working hard all day. I bought a bathing suit though? Productive?

Sigh. One hour left. Should I get my nails done or should I just call this day, go home, make sausages and peppers and get a little tweaked? Anybody have fun stories for me?