I am rarely hungry at breakfast time. Plus, I am now running on Eastern time while physically located in Mountain time. So, my stomach is confused and just gave up. So this week I have been adding a little cream to my decaf and calling that breakfast. But my husband sometimes makes me a breakfast sandwich. Yesterday I ate it for lunch. Today, I ate yesterday's lunch for lunch...eggplant, some roasted chicken, and rice. Now I have a breakfast and a lunch in the fridge. By week end, I often collect four or five meals in the fridge at work. I might be able to get my perpetually starving friend Adam to eat some of them. If not, the disposal or the dog will.