Vegetables — what? Stove? Grocery shopping? Adulthood?
Even though I now have fresh fruits vegetables delivered to me every week, my diet is increasingly carbtastic. Also, it’s effing cold outside (and today, dark! all day!), so the idea of venturing out to purchase food is more than I can take.
So I eat Indian takeout (I order two entrees at a time so I meet the minimum for delivery; lasts for days; is oily but deliciously spicy). And popcorn (I had convinced myself as an undergrad that popcorn was a vegetable. It is not.). And gluten-free pasta with jarred sauce or sometimes just olive oil and garlic. And coffee. I get restless a lot, and find myself in the kitchen… And this is how I’m gaining my graduate 15. Damn it. Even with all of the walking to just get around, even with attempts at running, even with biking. Too much walking into the kitchen to stare past the vegetables and reach for pasta.
I tell myself I will eat vegetables again once finals are over. But I can kind of see it turning into “once Christmas is over,” and then “once this school year is over,” and then “once I’m done with my degree,” and so on.
If only I were a compulsive cleaner instead of a compulsive eater… Sigh…