I started my day with a workout, so blah coffee before said workout was a must. Even if there was no sugar, I needed the caffeine to get me on the go. Good thing too. That workout was tough…
After the third cup of sugarless tasteless coffee, I can honestly say it still tastes shitty…maybe I need to switch coffee brands. Or go to tea…HA! Had you there for a minute, didn’t I? TEA?! That may send me over the edge, so I’ll stick to the duller-than-watching-grandma-knit-blankets coffee until I “get used to it”. Which is going to happen any day now according to those ‘in the know’…ie, people who have given up sugar in the coffee like eons ago and say there’s nothing to it…the same people/person/daughter who then says ‘buy me a cookie at Tim’s okay?’
I did manage to eat some eggs with almonds for breakfast, so that was good. I just read that sentence. The almonds weren’t IN the eggs. They were a side. Like avocado is a side for some people…apparently, I’m supposed to like that. I like guacamole, does that count?
I’m really not complaining about the whole ordeal, I just like verbally expressing my distaste for anything non-sweet, like celery and cold coffee and that lady who hates Christmas. She probably hates babies and little puppies too….Maybe she had a bad week, or maybe she’s trying the ‘no sugar’ thing too, in which case, she should definitely eat that big ole chocolate bar and get over it. WE NEED CHRISTMAS. AND BABIES. AND CUTE PUPPIES MAULING BABIES.
Can I have withdrawals from chocolate? Because I think I’m going to need a similar thing to a methadone clinic for my chocolate addiction…”I’ll need an injection of the caramel centred Pot O’Gold, please”.
I’m faring better than I thought I would, although, it may not sound like it. Some wonderful people are posting great recipes on Facebook that I can actually try out, like a one pot chicken breast with beans thing that looks good and easy to make. Which is excellent for me. They must know me well. Or feel sorry for me after my post yesterday. Either way, it’s awesome. I’m not in the crowd of great ladies who cook up shit a week in advance and have all their veggies chopped and organized in the refrigerator by colour and size and crispness…I CAN’T DO THAT. They cook up pots of stuff that I can’t pronounce and make food that rhymes with avocado…NOTHING RHYMES WITH AVOCADO.
I operate on a different plane. It’s more like ‘fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants-and-hope-shit-works-out’. Yeah. That’s more me. In saying that, I DID manage to prepare my lunches in advance (by this I mean an hour before I leave for work ) and have snacks at the ready so I don’t steal somebody’s cookies off their desk…or chocolate bar…Not that I’ve been scoping out people’s offices for snacks…STOP JUDGING.
All in all, day two has been…meh. Not BAD, but doable. If tomorrow goes like today and so forth, I got this. Just gotta learn how to organize my veggies…so green goes before orange, then red, then yellow…I`m thinking alphabetical. Are they chopped or sliced? I’m going to have to get new containers…and labels. AND SUPPORT STAFF TO HELP ME WITH THIS SHIT.
My refrigerator does NOT look like this. Where’s all the wine?
Who knew organizing vegetables could be so complicated? OBVIOUSLY THE PEOPLE WHO DO THIS ALL OF THE TIME. They must have the global market on Tupperware. It’s all in the lids. Those damned things get lost and reappear in the strangest places…years later. At least in my house. Do people still buy Tupperware? Is that still a thing? Huh.
Maybe I’ll just get pre-cut veggies and store in Ziplocs…hey….see? I got this.
At least until Friday…Friday is wine night.