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Apr. 29th, 2002
Dinner tonight
Apr. 29th, 2002 10:02 pmIt's almost 10pm, Pink Floyd Momentary Lapse of Reason is on the CD player, I'm all alone (J. is out at choir), hungry and can't think of anything to eat.
I hate it when I get like this. Nothing looks appetizing, even though I'm hungry. I look in the cabinet: cereal, pasta, tuna, peanut butter, and junk food. Nothing I'm interested in. I look in the refrigerator: Soda, OJ, mayonnaise, bread, and various condiments. Still nothing. I look in the freezer: chicken breast, ground beef, ice cream, and bagels. It's a lost cause. Everything just kind of looks "ehhhhh" right now. I don't want to go out either. It's late, I'm tired, and I just want to be inside for the rest of the night.
This happens occasionally. Usually when I forget to eat for awhile. It takes a push to get me interested in eating again. Cereal usually does it. So does bread and peanut butter. There's also four fresh bananas on the window sill.
My own fault. I came home after work, mowed the lawn for an hour, took a shower to get all the icky grass stuff off of me, and then Angel was on. Then I'm not sure what I did. Probably just web surfed for a little while. Went into the kitchen to start thinking about dinner, but instead of eating, I started cleaning things up a bit and ran the dishwasher. So, I was kind of productive. But, now it's 10pm, and I'm in this state. J.'s going to be home soon and going to be miffed and confused that I still haven't eaten. She worries about me.
I hate it when I get like this. Nothing looks appetizing, even though I'm hungry. I look in the cabinet: cereal, pasta, tuna, peanut butter, and junk food. Nothing I'm interested in. I look in the refrigerator: Soda, OJ, mayonnaise, bread, and various condiments. Still nothing. I look in the freezer: chicken breast, ground beef, ice cream, and bagels. It's a lost cause. Everything just kind of looks "ehhhhh" right now. I don't want to go out either. It's late, I'm tired, and I just want to be inside for the rest of the night.
This happens occasionally. Usually when I forget to eat for awhile. It takes a push to get me interested in eating again. Cereal usually does it. So does bread and peanut butter. There's also four fresh bananas on the window sill.
My own fault. I came home after work, mowed the lawn for an hour, took a shower to get all the icky grass stuff off of me, and then Angel was on. Then I'm not sure what I did. Probably just web surfed for a little while. Went into the kitchen to start thinking about dinner, but instead of eating, I started cleaning things up a bit and ran the dishwasher. So, I was kind of productive. But, now it's 10pm, and I'm in this state. J.'s going to be home soon and going to be miffed and confused that I still haven't eaten. She worries about me.
