Hump Day Victories

It’s the little things…

 

Holy shit I feel like I’ve been climbing a mountain. I keep stopping to gasp, not controlling my breathing AT ALL. Last night I tried to distract myself with writing and instead, got myself all worked up. I cried and tried to reign it in but had to shut it down. It’s hump day and I think I’ve made it past the toughest part of my day. I woke up and got right to work on my day and myself. I didn’t get sucked in to my phone (for too long). After oil pulling and starting my laundry, I made it to the kitchen table for 2 cups of green ginger tea and emails. By the time I finished my second cup of tea, I had crossed some items off of my to-do list, had a chat with my mom, smoked a bowl and finished laundry. Small fucking victories!

 

To all the groceries I bought on Sunday morning during an energy burst, I’ll do better, I promise. You see, I get inspired to cook and make art with my food. I write lists of the foods I want to buy and how I plan to use it. I get in my car and drive to not 1 but usually 2 grocery stores to get you lovely food items that are on my list. My list consists of 99% produce so it’s easy. You can’t say you have it too bad. I mean, once I get you home you get a warm, salt water bath. Sounds better than that cold, misty shower you were getting at Whole Foods. After the bath, I chop and store you in my refrigerator with intentions of cooking throughout the week.

 

Well it’s Wednesday and let’s just say the last time I saw you, after that salt water bath, I went away. Somewhere lost and isolated. A place where panic kicks in and the things I know are good for me fall to the wayside. But I made it out of that place (for now).

 

Lunch was delicious. The taste is really lifting my mood right now. First sautéed some Swiss chard, green onions and edamame together. I added a dash of this amazing truffle salt mix. I toasted some gluten free bread and layered it with garlic hummus, sliced cucumber, mashed avocado, green onion tips and topped it with my edamame mixture. Bomb.com! That taste and the images of such pretty greens and pinks will carry me through the rest of my day!

 

Here’s to getting out of your head, the healing magic of food and small victories!

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