my cupboard was bare. That’s what happens when you’ve been gone for a month and are only home for a couple of days. I have been to the green grocer to get some vegetables and to the butcher for some meat, but other than that there’s not much available for snacking.
Which is a good thing. For some reason while traveling I had the greatest desire to stay on the narrow path. Once I got home, though, all these thoughts of things I could possibly eat have been invading my psyche.
Since there’s nothing in the cupboards (or the freezer) though I’ve been able to just ignore them.
The scheduled exercise has also been hard to come by. I had a lot of catching up to do with household things and have let those take priority over getting myself down to the basement to exercise.
Now I take off again tomorrow morning … really early. We’re flying this time, staying with friends when we get there which always complicates the eating somewhat. Love these people dearly, but their idea of a salad is potato, heavy on the dressing. We’ll share the cooking so at least on the days I’m in charge I’ll be able to make what I want (plus have left-overs). The funny thing is that whenever I make a big yummy salad with tons of vegetables in it, it’s gone in no time, but if you asked if anybody wanted a tossed salad they’d all say no.
My plan is to eat what I know is good for me and ignore the rest.
Meanwhile I’ll be so glad to go somewhere where the temperature is at least 40 degrees. We’ve had 20′s to 30′s all week with intermittent snow. Of course the forecast is for the weather to warm up (warm up being a relative term … I think it will be in the high 40′s) while we’re gone.
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