Sometimes I wish all that futuristic sci-fi stuff that was dreamed up back in the '60s actually came true. Yeah, jet-packs would be pretty cool, but mostly I'm talking about food coming in pill form.
I have been working on improving my emotional relationship with food. I have made great strides (more on that later, if anyone is interested) but the one downfall is I struggle with figuring out what to eat now.
I was at the grocery store on Friday. I had two meals to plan: my parents were going to be over for supper on Saturday and the hubbster was home for supper tonight for the only time in two weeks. That was no problem, I love to cook for others. I found two recipes that looked good, and decided which to make on which night based on my dad's and my husband's likes and dislikes. Before I left home, I made up my grocery list with the things I'd need for both meals, and then at the bottom of the list I added "my lunches"
I wandered all the way around that grocery store three full times. I could NOT figure out what the heck I wanted for my next few lunches. And at that point I realized my life would really be easier if food came in pill form and I didn't have to think about it.
And I want a jet-pack.
But I do not want to have to wear a shiny silver track suit.
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