A couple of nights this week all I could do was think about stopping at McDonald's on the way home from work. I wasn't necessarily craving their food but it did sound familiar and appealing. I didn't feel like cooking and was less in the mood to do dishes afterwards. That was the big draw. As I have mentioned many times, I have not been in the habit of cooking. Meaning, I don't cook...ever. Either my husband cooks or we eat out. We eat out a lot. However, when he travels for business, maybe a few times a year I am left to find my own food. On past trips, I would eat out maybe half as much as I would cook. This trip, however I decided to use the time to start working on changing my eating habits. That meant I would need to cook and I have been. It can be a lot of work though and after a hard day, it would be much easier to swing by the drive thru, eat the food and then toss the food packaging in the garbage. My drive home took about an hour and I was debating the issue the whole way. Should I or shouldn't I? In the end, I decided not to eat out. Hooray! One of my main concerns was the sodium, I could use less of it and that place is a salt bomb. Also, knowing that it is going to be challenging to avoid falling back in to my old habits once my husband returns, I wanted to push through and finish the week strong. I'll say it again...Hooray!
My husband returns Saturday afternoon and I can hardly wait. Sure having the house to myself and doing what I want, when I want is nice, but after two weeks, I am craving our routine and having him near for instant conversations. Since we work together, seriously his desk is one cubicle aisle over and I can hear him sneeze or talk to his co-workers, I am hardly apart from the man. We are two peas in a pod. A one-pea pod is just not right folks, it's just not.
While I am looking forward to his return, I am also concerned. Will we start eating out again? Will I ask him
Tomorrow is Friday and I plan to stay on track my last day alone. If I am successful and I believe I will be, then I will have only eaten one meal prepared outside the home (Taco Time) since he left July 25th. That should give me sweet dreams tonight. Hope you all have a great Friday too.