I am feeling sorry for myself. Oh sure, what I should be doing is looking at all the good things going on, and yes, there’s plenty of them. but that’s not what this post is about. I am feeling VERY sorry for myself because I am inconvenienced.
Yes. inconvenienced. When I get hungry at lunchtime, I want to crack open a can of tomato soup and make a grilled cheese sandwich with a couple of slices of American cheese in between 2 slices of plain old ordinary bread. Or, I want to go to McDonald’s and get a quarter pounder with cheese and a box of tasty salty fries. Or even have lunch with a friend and give it no second thought at all.
But…I can’t. (awwwwwwe) Too much salt. A can of soup has more than entire’s day allowance, and that’s even the low salt healthy choice stuff. forget American cheese, that’s completely out of the question. Restaurant food of any sort, except perhaps a salad bar, is not something I can have. Oh sure, I could get what I want, but then I’ll pay for it the next day with swollen hands and feet, a terrible thirst, and generally feeling yucky.
I JUST WANT TO EAT A CAN OF SOUP!
Having to constantly monitor everything I eat, carefully measuring and monitoring and evaluating, it’s a pain in the ass. I’m tired of it.
I want to be able to wear my wedding band without wondering if it will pinch off my finger, or slip on those shoes, and I want to wear them WHILE eating anything I want.
Ok, that’s all. I’ll go back to my salt-free culinary boredom.