0212 Tired of food

Does this ever happen to you?  Every few weeks, I get to a point where I just really don’t want to think about food.  I don’t want to make it.  I don’t really want to eat it.  I certainly don’t want to be responsible for deciding what it is that I don’t particularly want to eat.  That was me tonight.  I was famished, but had no idea what would hit the spot.  After planning the week’s meals and dropping Shane off at another working dinner, I went to Plum Market in hopes that something would jump out…and nothing did.  No delicious beet salad with soft and tart onions.  No dilled turkey salad with slivers of almond.  No wheat berry salad with dried cherries.  No grilled vegetables.  No entrees that looked remotely appealing.

So I ended up at McDonald’s.  And you know, it’s this kind of night when I’m glad that McDonald’s exists.  I got a salad and an ice cream cone, both of which were just right.  It’s easy to understand how this could be a significant lifestyle choice, however – if you have neither the time or inclination to cook, fast food is soooooo easy, and 50 Chicken McNuggets for $10.00 seems like a great deal for you and your family.  There was a time in my life when this was the way that I ate.  It was cheaper and easier to grab a sub or fries or Taco Bell than to make dinner when my ex and I ate totally different things and were on totally different schedules.  I didn’t think about the consequences for my body or for the planet.  I don’t mean to sound sanctimonious, but I’m glad that’s not the case now, despite the occasional indulgence.

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0 thoughts on “0212 Tired of food

  1. I know the feeling, love. We tried a roasted yellow tomato soup last summer, completely local and very virtuous, and it was a complete failure. So we went to BK.

    Sometimes it’s ok to accept the consequences of our choices, when we know we do the best we can.

    *hug*

    Like

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