A post that wanders...
When Mrs_C left for holidays she left a bunch of food in the fridge at the house. She asked me to clear it out. "Use whatever you can use, and throw out the rest" she said.
I went over to check the fridge and maintain the house and feed the dog and water the plants (I'm house sitting my own house). Threw a couple of spoiled items out - some had been there since I left in early July. Mrs_C was never good with the whole food management thing.
Daughter had made sandwiches for the trip before they left.
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Mrs_C (without me) had been flummoxed on how to get them out the door for the trip on any kind of a timely basis (my daughter didn't actually use the word "flummoxed" when she called me - she said "Mom and Grandma don't have a clue how to get us out the door or plan a trip like you")
Anyway, Daughter thawed and opened a package of low fat ham I had bought and put in the freezer before I bolted my marriage. I had made sure the house was stocked with food before I split because I just knew Mrs_C wouldn't pay any attention to food [or rather - feeding the kids] - so I made sure there were enough supplies to get them through her period of trauma... it turns out that she still didn't pay any attention anyway (as detailed in Sunday Morning Coffee With Mrs_C [a rant])
Daughter used the stockpiled ham to make sandwiches because at the ripe old age of 10 she realised that if there was no food in the vehicle she and her dufus 14 year old brother (who still wasn't out of bed at 10:30am on the day they were supposed to leave) would be going hungry because Mom and Grandma wouldn't stop for food (they both do that meal skipping bullshit).
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So there was leftover ham. I couldn't bear to see it going to waste (I have a mega thing about wasting food). I also had some cheese in my fridge from when the kids were there that was going slightly moldy. I convinced myself that it wouldn't hurt me to break diet a couple of times to have a couple of hot toasted ham and cheese sandwiches.
whole wheat bread, sliced onion, spoonful of tomato and basil spaghetti sauce, ham, cheese - put in sandwich maker - works with pepperoni and salami too - sort of a pizza sandwich - poor man's calzone with bread - really fast - kids like it - me too
So I ate two sandwiches with not much cheese and some ham along with various piles of healthy food (see the other blog for more details on healthy food)
And on each of the two nights I did that, I felt vaguely sluglike afterward and didn't go exercise.
I also had spasms in my calves and convinced myslef that it would be just as well to not go so as to not exacerbate my tight calves. And I was tired. And I had food to make and ironing to do.
And what did I do, gentle readers? I stayed in the apartment and played computer games until about 2am.
My conclusion:
I need to stop eating ham and cheese sandwiches. Bite the bullet and throw out the remaining food that does not conform to my diet. I don't feel as active or spritely when weighed down with heavier food.
Also, I need to realise that I may be a little depressed - I don't think so - but I need to understand that I may have more reaction to all this than I want to admit to myself. I have issues with slacking and avoidance when under heavy stress (as detailed in Problems Completing Tasks).
I will be reviewing it with my counselor. I will not be accepting any medication from anyone. Good diet and exercise is probably the best prescription, I think.
“All I want is for the baby to be healthy!”
1 year ago
5 comments:
Hey, I hear ya. Anytime I move away from what 'works,' I feel like crap. I read a book once called, 'Your Body Doesn't Lie' and it doesn't. EVER.
Your counselor?
Glad your daughter is intuitive...it is also nice she looks our for 'dufus!" How nice!
Maybe you are not depressed, perhaps you are re-inventing. part of the cycle of change...Sometimes you just need to 'log off.'
Time heals all wounds. You are doing great.
BTW I changed the settings on my blog, I don't think it shows that I posted again on your blog. Oh well. I guess you'll just have to stop by?
Be well.
I totally agree on the slugish food. I spent the morning cleaning and doing household chores. I ate some pizza at lunch and now, I have no desire to finish tasks at hand, let alone move.
Throw out the poison!
Ugh. We ordered pizza on Thursday night and I STILL feel the sluggish, nasty after-yucks.
Though I get that way when I am depressed as well.
You have a long road ahead Caddy. And it's normal for one to grieve for even the most dysfunctional relationship. Hang in there...
Your daughter is great!
Feeling slugish 'cuz you ate too much of the wrong thing?
Not so great.
Hang in there, Cad! :)
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