I'll be glad to start at one again. I had another thought. Yesterday, the hardest past with food was on the way home. Typically if we've been out all day, on the way home we'd likely get a take out meal somewhere cheap. Healthy? Not really. Convenient? Yeah.
I was very tired and sore (darn back!) on the way home. We drove part McD's (only fast food in town, sadly) after we got off the ferry after 5. I commented to Mark were it not for the diet, we could drive through and have done with it. He agreed. I was uber sore, but needed to make dinner when we got home.
I had planned for something "easy," but when you're doing all from scratch, even easy takes awhile. So I schlepped around the kitchen shredding and rehearing roast beef, making salads, then turning 2/3 of the beef into panini for Mark and Anna (beef, dijon, crusty Italian bread, different kinds of cheese). Mark said the dinner was awesome, but still, I had to make it, and it made dishes!
But, on the other hand, I guess it means I *can* live like this. And today, the weight was down #1. That is irksome. Up one, down one, up one, down one. My foodcentric waltz.
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