Sometimes I long for simpler times, when I didn’t have to make adult decisions. When I could just go outside and play, and homework was my biggest obstacle. Oh, youth.
I know in many ways, life is only going to get MORE complicated from here, so I should stop complaining and get on with the growing up. But more than once this week I’ve forced myself to take a deep breath and count to ten. Usually, stress relief is only as far as my running shoes (where ever I happened to throw them after my last run), but this time my stomach was in charge.
Complicated times call for simpler food.
I don’t think I’ve had these in about 15 years. I was in the grocery store and all of a sudden, a can of Spaghettios was in my cart. I don’t know what came over me… but boy, were they good. All of a sudden I was at my parents’ house sitting at the kitchen table listening to cartoons blaring in the other room. Sometimes your body knows exactly what you need. It might not be the most nutritious lunch, but at that moment, it was exactly what I needed.
I think next time I may just pick up a can of Chicken and Stars… you know, for emergencies.