I haven’t made many posts about food on this blog and, following on from a bit of an absence recently due to technical problems at my end (things are looking okay at the moment – touch wood), I feel like just going with this right now and telling you a bit about my diet for the past week.
There’s no doubt about it and, this is something I may’ve touched on before. Since I moved back in to my mum’s house in August, my diet has become anything but fully organised and, with that, there’s always the risk that my health (in some capacity) may have suffered as a consequence.
I’m really struggling at the moment. My mood hasn’t been this low for a while. Hope is fading and I’m beginning to contemplate terrible things that I have always anticipated happening later in life. I’ve booked a counselling session for next week so, I’m going to try and get back in to that and see if I can find anything inside to talk about and hopefully make a start on this CBT.
In an effort to distract myself tonight though, I would like to show you my fridge!
Inside my fridge!
In fact, talking about ‘food’ and eating generally is something I’ve been wanting to do for a while. I’m less of a spontaneous writer (and person), you see. Everything has to be planned, to some extent. Timing has to be right and all the parts and pieces of the puzzle need to arrive perfectly at the correct time.
I’ve been sat here for the last hour (after walking the dog for some fresh air and inspiration), trying to complete a 360-word first chapter for the short story I’m working towards with my evening course. I’ve fallen short by about 130 words (very unlike me – perhaps it’s because I’m writing this in the first person of my character?) and, well, I’ve turned to taking a break before lunch and I find myself here, attempting a new challenge on a new day… After having already checked my e-mails and Facebook! 😛
There are definitely times where I feel I could live without my dad. In truth, I’ve been doing this for most of the last nine-years. I’m not seeking anything ’emotional’ from him but he is ‘useful’ when I need to get my van serviced or something and, occasionally, when I need a hand moving stuff. But, there are plenty of garages around locally that I could use and get to know and, if I had more friends then, I’d automatically have more helping hands. 🙂
Most of these day challenges have been focused around people so, today, I’d like to try and focus on something rather than someone…
Day 16 – Something I Could Definitely Live Without