Sliding Backwards

Let me know if this is a common thread that weaves through your life. An incredible idea becomes clear to you and you find it cooperates fully with your ideals. You wish to pursue it and make it a part of your life. Then BAM! life with its sometimes stuck in the rut mind numbingly predictability brings you to a place where you really didn't wish to return, and granted, could probably with much effort avoid but you go and slip backwards anyway because it is easier and, you are tired and your back/knee/neck hurts.

Yes, I came home exhausted from work, everything protein was frozen or canned (nothing my offspring will eat anyway) and had some pressing business within the next hour so I caved and, dare I say it, hit the drive-thru, attended my pressing business (book I ordered was in). Came home and ate, turned up the heat instead of setting a fire and after flipping through my book and reading some interesting parts, watched tv on the couch.

I will be glad to report that I don't understand what possessed me to drink diet coke/pepsi before because it tastes like crap. I ended up making some tea instead. The meal was a junior/happy meal size for me since while I was rushing about the kitchen trying to decide what to do about dinner I made some popcorn. I think I will eat canned devil's ham next time instead (would have made tuna melts for dinner but we were out of bread).

Okay. I've gone and done it. There must be a twelve-step program for this.

(Not that I'm nosy but when turning in my driveway, I noticed my neighbor had a number of what looked to be intact butternut squashes on top of her garbage can to be thrown out. I am not nearly so brave to garbage pick food or neighbor's garbage though. I find it interesting how I noticed them so easily, I was really hungry and my eyes were just drawn to them.)