eats

Somedays I wish I didn't have to eat. I'd like to take a food pill and be done.

I just cleaned out the fridge, my face swaddled in a dishtowel breathing only through my mouth. I dislike wasting food. Especially if that food was once living and died to feed me. So I do pretty well. But it collects after a while, a bit of fish, potato soup, chili, moldy cheese, spinach, cheese sauce (I will most likely never make cheese sauce again. It was an interesting experiment.) lemonade, strawberry puree, and on.

I seem to go through cycles where I cook all the time, try new recipes, only want to eat fruit and veggies and then I won't cook for months. Right now I'm in the not cooking phase, which is why I tossed so much stuff.

I'm also in the not eating at home phase. I've been going out, seeing friends, working late and getting stuff on the run. Not good. I also haven't worked out in a while. And I've started having migraines again. Four in the past six days.

It's been a hard few days. I've been under a great amount of stress lately. Squish that in with the extremely late nights, poor diet and no exercise and you have four migraines. Sheesh! I'm all out of whack and my body is like okay enough! I hear you.
-Chel