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I've been eating better again, now that I have no money. It helps too that I've got over my shyness about cooking for the people with whom I've been spending a lot of time-- with Angus cooking together was part of our courtship, but Andrew and the Writer had a strong tendency towards eating out, and frequently at places that push salt-sugar-fast food buttons. It's not always easy to compete with that sort of thing, and my brand of cooking doesn't go there much.
But, better now. It lets me play with wheat flour and eggs, too.
For some reason, even though I don't cook for them much, it's freed up cooking in all of my life. I come home plotting my adobo-rice-mango-avocado-black bean dish (and it was very good) and wake up contemplating an eggplant-beef soft taco filling. I've been doing the soy/almond milk/flax/banana/etc fruit breakfast (usually with an assist, cause that's not quite enough for me) and just generally getting back to things I make. For awhile I had a "two vegan meals per day-third is anything goes" and that worked pretty well, but when I'm making the food myself I relax that sometimes and it's all good. My overall energy level is high enough again that I notice when the meat meal slows me down-- as it inevitably does.
It's a good thing I'm not doing heavy labour anymore.
Other than that I've been getting sun, keeping reasonably busy, not sleeping quite enough but sleeping relaxed enough to get out of bed slowly in the morning (this feels decadent, luxurious, and usually makes me impatient). My mood swings have been giving me whiplash, but I think I settled that issue down too; I may have been drawn into the trap of believing that because my mood can be caused by factors other than life situation, that it _has to be_. I pay tuition, resolve the interpersonal thing that was bugging me, and it's all okay again.
I'm very much looking forward to my next three weekends-- my next four weekends! This weekend is Wreck Beach Butoh (look it up!), company from Vancouver Island, my first church experience, and some world cup chaos with my posse. Next is a party in the states with some people I haven't seen in way too long-- it includes an extra special awesome thing for Angus which I get to tease him about, and there's nothing that isn't improved by his dimples anyhow. After that is the Mission Folk Fest, my yearly event. And then there's UBC freeschool where at least I'm not going out of town, which I won't teach anything at because I'm too chicken and don't have time to put anything together, but I really _should_. And my new rats will be coming home from quarantine in there, and coming to live with me.
How can you not look forward to a month like that?
On the other hand, it's busy. I will need to schedule a day or two off in there to survive, I think. I'll be dead broke up till the weekend of the folk fest, and tight after that (unless next week is as crazy busy as this one at work). I will need to crowbar in the people I like to see regularly, and perhaps relearn the art of the phone conversation. I am pleased with my current work-lunch-meeting thing I do now.
My tomatoes are finally acting like the huge thuggish plants they're supposed to be. Green fruit _soon_ is in order, though. Needs to ripen before august ends, dammit!
Anyhow, need to get off to work.
But, better now. It lets me play with wheat flour and eggs, too.
For some reason, even though I don't cook for them much, it's freed up cooking in all of my life. I come home plotting my adobo-rice-mango-avocado-black bean dish (and it was very good) and wake up contemplating an eggplant-beef soft taco filling. I've been doing the soy/almond milk/flax/banana/etc fruit breakfast (usually with an assist, cause that's not quite enough for me) and just generally getting back to things I make. For awhile I had a "two vegan meals per day-third is anything goes" and that worked pretty well, but when I'm making the food myself I relax that sometimes and it's all good. My overall energy level is high enough again that I notice when the meat meal slows me down-- as it inevitably does.
It's a good thing I'm not doing heavy labour anymore.
Other than that I've been getting sun, keeping reasonably busy, not sleeping quite enough but sleeping relaxed enough to get out of bed slowly in the morning (this feels decadent, luxurious, and usually makes me impatient). My mood swings have been giving me whiplash, but I think I settled that issue down too; I may have been drawn into the trap of believing that because my mood can be caused by factors other than life situation, that it _has to be_. I pay tuition, resolve the interpersonal thing that was bugging me, and it's all okay again.
I'm very much looking forward to my next three weekends-- my next four weekends! This weekend is Wreck Beach Butoh (look it up!), company from Vancouver Island, my first church experience, and some world cup chaos with my posse. Next is a party in the states with some people I haven't seen in way too long-- it includes an extra special awesome thing for Angus which I get to tease him about, and there's nothing that isn't improved by his dimples anyhow. After that is the Mission Folk Fest, my yearly event. And then there's UBC freeschool where at least I'm not going out of town, which I won't teach anything at because I'm too chicken and don't have time to put anything together, but I really _should_. And my new rats will be coming home from quarantine in there, and coming to live with me.
How can you not look forward to a month like that?
On the other hand, it's busy. I will need to schedule a day or two off in there to survive, I think. I'll be dead broke up till the weekend of the folk fest, and tight after that (unless next week is as crazy busy as this one at work). I will need to crowbar in the people I like to see regularly, and perhaps relearn the art of the phone conversation. I am pleased with my current work-lunch-meeting thing I do now.
My tomatoes are finally acting like the huge thuggish plants they're supposed to be. Green fruit _soon_ is in order, though. Needs to ripen before august ends, dammit!
Anyhow, need to get off to work.
