Today started out with a totally awesome green smoothie. Banana, mango, brown rice protein powder, spinach, stevia, cinnamon, and vanilla. OH MY….MAKE ONE. It was like dessert for breakfast!
Lunch was a quick cafeteria salad to go between meetings. Absolutely nothing fun to even think of taking pics of.
Dinner was a spicy tofu stir fry over brown rice. Lots of onion, tomato, garlic, cumin, and cayenne. I think my mouth is still burning, but it was fabulous.
This weekend is a 3 day juice fast. This time I’m actually making all the juices (15 in all), so my fridge is stocked with piles and piles of fresh veggies.
I will say, that my husband clearly forgot which days I was doing it (it’s Sat-Mon). I mentioned that “my” dinner was going to be ready before everyone elses (spaghetti), and he said…and I quote…”honey, I don’t care when you drink your dinner”. I seriously thought he was referring to the glass of wine I’m currently enjoying, and making a slight that I was going to “drink my dinner” in the sense of alcohol. What he thought was that my dinner was going to be a fresh juice, and was indicating that I should drink whenever I want it! Oh boy. Wine complex.
Yesterday was a run and strength workout. Nothing really big (we’re talking push-ups, planks, and sit-ups mainly), but it was still really nice!
I worked out at a different gym than normal, and I almost felt like an invader. I spent awhile walking around and figuring out what was there before running….on an indoor track (can’t remember the last time I did that!).
So my parent’s headed home on Sunday morning. This week involved washing sheets, re-organizing everyone, and getting life back to routine. As I was standing there one day this week folding the laundry, I realized how much I hate folding sheets. I will do almost anything to get out of folding sheets. And as I was standing there, I started thinking about other household tasks I hate. I hate making coffee too. It’s tedious and seriously gets on my nerves. I’m usually up first, and it upsets D to no end when I make an espresso ( fast and easy) rather than make his ghetto drip coffee. I’ll drink normal coffee if someone else makes it….but I liken making coffee to a trip to the dentist. No thanks….
And then I started thinking about how much of the heavy lifting I do around the house cleaning-wise, and I started getting all elitist that I shouldn’t have to fold sheets and make coffee. I do enough….someone else can do that. And change the cat box. And take out the trash. I can handle pretty much everything else (even though I don’t want to).
I think this week at work was the longest week ever. Nothing bad, but jam-packed with meetings, which left little time to actually get things done. I have a feeling that part of my long weekend will be spent catching up on things I didn’t get to do during the workday this last week.
The kids are hoping to enjoy their last weekend before school starts. My house is filled with a gaggle of teenagers hoping to stay up late and play video games. Fine with me as long as I can still go to bed early