I Am Not Sitting On the Couch Eating Bon Bons

It's 12:25 and the Sugar Baby is napping. I'm supposed to be editing my book, as I've signed up for NaNoEdMo (National Novel Editing Month), but instead I'm here at Candy Yum Yum, with a blanket on me and the laptop making my legs all toasty warm. And alas, the Coconut Creme egg I bought this morning at the grocery store is calling to me. It's saying, "You don't need lunch. You need chocolate. I am creamy and delicious and will fill your tummy with gladness and your heart with joy. Come get me." But it's in the kitchen and I'm so comfy. Can someone please go get it for me? Thanks.