Supposed to Be
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
While I was away helping a grand baby whose mom wasn't feeling well, the frig totally died. They always say to throw out all the inappropriate food and replace it with foods that fit the plan. Well this time my husband and the son that live at home did all the tossing and didn't go grocery shopping. Because I had a totally empty frig, we had Thanksgiving dinner at a restaurant. I was discouraged because I didn't exactly follow the plan. Well, I had picked up whatever virus my daughter had and not only did Thanksgiving dinner disappear but now I have a totally empty digestive tract to go with my totally empty frig. I'm reading "Does This Clutter Make my Butt Look Fat" by Peter Walsh. My fat and my clutter issues are about equal. My body weight would be much greater if I ate because I loved food rather than as a way to keep going when I don't feel the energy. My clutter issues would be more overwhelming if I were a shopper but I totally not a shopper. My family prefers getting cash and doing their own shopping and I live in a small town with very few stores. They hang artwork or do window displays to hide how much of Main Street is vacant. One block of stores is being converted into a College Residence. Mostly I have a papers and books that pile up and then get scattered and a wardrobe about one size smaller than I weigh. I don't have higher size clothes or clothes for some distant goal. Just the clothes I've been wearing for years and the gifts I've been given that were slightly small.