I suspect this is also strongly associated with our "couch". Our "couch" is the cheapest futon Ikea sells, purchased 4 years ago. Now as we are avid sitters, the boards in this couch began to yield years ago, eventually culminating in my husband being able to sit on the couch and on the floor at the same time. It was like the couch was trying to eat us, and largely succeeding.
Not having the dough to replace this rapidly failing piece of furniture, I fixed it last weekend (or the weekend prior, time is sort of a hole to me) with pieces of plywood between the broken boards and the meager cushion. So much better. But maybe a little tough on the tush.
In addition to this pain in the ass, I think my massive consumption of fast food in lieu of real food is taking a toll. I feel like shit. Sort of like a big heap of shit.
Reading about Ample's raw diet purges sounds so good. But I know it is all I can do to do what little I do, and I haven't the time to keep up with the investment required for proper consumption. So I'll do what I can.
This morning I ate an apple. That was the single healthy food item available in the house. I need to go grocery shopping, as well as clean intensively, and catch up with every other little thing which I will not succeed in catching up with. All I can do is little pieces. Thus my mantra "no good is wasted". I have to believe all the little bitty things I do add up, or else it would be too discouraging, and I would stop even trying. Would have stopped long ago.
However, I do have an appointment with the magical pill doctor on Monday to dispense her magical mood pills to me. Perhaps she has some for my ass as well?
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isn't it ridiculous when you can't find the time to grocery shop? I've been putting off grocery shopping for like 3 weeks and living off of cereal and fast food...I'm waiting for brett to wake up right now so that we can go grocery shopping before he has to be at work.
Ah. What happened to all the time our time-saving devices were supposed to be giving us? I go to antique stores and see the embroidered tablecloths and quilts that women used to make and I can't even imagine having that sort of time.
But I know I waste great hands full of time on things like...the internet.
Not saying you do- I don't know how anyone who has to spend eleven and a half hours a day dedicated to work and getting there and home has the time to brush their teeth, much less grocery shop, do laundry and cook.
I applaud all your efforts and think you should give yourself credit for what you do and for not giving up entirely.
I can relate as that's much how I've been over the past year, minus the failing Ikea futon.
Human beings were simply not designed to sit on their asses 11.5 hours a day. If they were, I think there would be more built-in padding than we already have. Don't you have a decent cafeteria where you work that sells fresh fruit?
We just threw out the couch in the basement that tried to eat us! And I've never seen my husband more thrilled to see the garbage man hauling something away.
I remember working away from the home that many hours and I ate like shit ALL the time. And I felt like shit because of it and looked like shit to boot (me not having your metabolism and long naturally lean figure!). I don't ever want to go back to that way of life. How to mix the two: eating healthy and working so many hours away from the home? Sorry.... I got no answers, but I do know how incredibly good it feels when you eat healthy and exercise daily. INCREDIBLY GOOD! Better than I could medicate for. Imagine mixing the two, huh? Keep at it cuz. Go by some fruit!
love you - Amp
ps: thanks for the plug :)
Alas the cafeteria is expensive, so we measure each salad bar ounce like gold. But I have since been to the grocery, and will have to begin stockpiling my cubicle with healthy bits.
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