The interesting thing of note today is that I’m thinking about food a lot, really for the first time all week. It’s not that I’m hungry or that I’m craving anything. It’s just that whenever I see or read about food (which happens with alarming rapidity, by the way) I dwell on it. I think I’m just bored.
One of my biggest fears has become absentmindedly putting food in my mouth or licking my fingers while I’m cooking for my kids. What would happen to my digestion? Would I have to start all over again?
Apart from that, there’s nothing new to report. Oh, but I am feeling a little more energetic. I actually mustered up the strength to push the vacuum cleaner around the house today ( a minor miracle even under normal circumstances).