Jeff was running late today and muttering about how he didn’t leave himself enough time to make a lunch. Like a whirling wizard, I whipped up a lunch that included fruits, veggies, carbs, and protein (ham and cheese sandwich with lettuce, grape tomatoes, crackers with laughing cow cheese, and fruit cups).
Me: Why can I always find time to make a lunch for you, but not for me?
Jeff: Because you love me!
Now, he was just being cute, but it was rather profound. Does my lack of enthusiasm for making my own lunches mean that I don’t love me? 😦
I’m up to 237. I can’t, can’t, can’t hit 240. Not again. Never again. So I really need to figure out this funk and get out of it so that I can get going back in the right direction. I started by making myself a lunch… with lettuce, ham, and tomato. I’ve got crackers and fruit cups for snacks, and I know I’ve got broccoli at work to munch on.