Well friends. I’ve hit a wall. I know, I know, it takes two weeks to make/break a habit, and I was doing so well, but today, I crashed. I’m hungry, My fridge is not properly stocked and if I have to eat one more pepper with hummus I might lose it. Yes, I could modify my task and just go the organic route, but that wasn’t the point. I’m really trying to mix things up, change my diet and I think my problem is a lack of variety. Some people are perfectly happy eating the same thing day in and day out, but I can’t. I’m bored. I would like something other than a veggie sandwich for lunch. Blech.
Then there was the rice disaster. I tried to make brown rice tonight. I made some earlier this week, and it took longer than the white rice I had made before, so I thought, ok, this will just need a few more minutes on the stove. Tonight it just wasn’t coming together, and I sufficiently burnt it.
You know that scene in Clueless when Cher fails to convince Mr. Hall to change her grade? “I felt impotent and out of control, which I really hate. I needed to find sanctuary in a place where I could gather my thoughts
and regain my strength.” Cut to the mall, Cher’s mecca. That’s about how I feel right now, I can handle the mall. The kitchen, not so much.
I can’t seem to get this cooking thing entirely right.(Burnt food, cut fingers, oy.) It’s frustrating this whole cookin’ from scratch thing, especially with a full time job, grad school, keeping up at the gym, friends, B. But, I’m sorry, I’m clearly throwing a tantrum (throwing my toys out of the pram) right now because I burnt my rice and I want a snack that doesn’t involve vegetables or dried fruit. 😦
I think next week I might actually get treated to a meal…