Delaying Dinner

If I listened to my body I would eat dinner at 4:00 in the afternoon. But then my body would tell me to eat a second dinner at 8:00 PM then. Sometimes you just have to tell your body no. Those few hours between when I want dinner and when it is appropriate for me to actually eat it are my challenge hours.

It helps when Russ is around. I will gladly hold off eating until he gets home. He almost always calls me to tell me he is packing up at work. If he walked out of his office at that moment he should be home in 20-25 minutes depending on which level he parked his car on. But something almost always comes up between the time he hangs up from me and when he actually walks out the office door. I have learned never to start cooking the green vegetable until I hear that garage door going up, unless I am making southern long cooked green beans.

With Russ away visiting his father I am free to eat whenever I want, but I don’t want to eat whenever I want because that would be too many meals a day. Today I attended a lovely shower for Annie Giarla. A nice ladies who lunch meal was served at noon. I came home and went right to my sweat shop and sewed.

By four in the afternoon I noticed I was tiring of sewing, probably because I really wanted to eat. It was too cold to really enjoy a walk outside so I racked my brain for what might be the best non-food activity. I decided that cleaning all my bathrooms would be the perfect diversion.

I got my bucket of supplies, put on my disposable rubber gloves and went to work. Half baths are simple. Guest bathrooms, not that bad. Then I got to my own bathroom. That was a huge job for a tiny room. I have new found respect for my former housekeeper who somehow kept my shower glass sparkling clean.

An hour and a half later I had successfully kept my mind off food and was productive on not fun job. There is nothing more unappetizing than cleaning bathrooms. I have a feeling I am going to have spotless bathrooms this winter.