I have recently discovered that I derive very little enjoyment from food.
Now, this may come as a surprise to those of you familiar with my girth. I know I'm no longer the fat ass I was last year, but I'm still pretty heavy. I'm told I carry it well - that when people look at me, they don't think, Hey, he's fat, but rather, Hey, he's a big guy. Broad shoulders will do that. But despite people's assertions that I'm not that heavy, I'm 20 pounds heavier than I'd like to be and (get this) almost EIGHTY pounds heavier than the magical medical charts that doctors love to quote so much, the charts that were based on the average weight of immigrant farmers in the 1930s. (Now THERE'S a good basis for a study!) The lightest I've ever been as an adult was sixty pounds lighter than now, and friends and family were concerned for my health. Eighty pounds lighter and I'd be this hulking skeletal freak.
Anyhow, this post isn't about my weight. It's about food, and my growing dislike for it. It's becoming something that I fill my stomach with until the next time I have to fill my stomach. And it's EXPENSIVE as all hell. If you want to eat healthy, you need to spend like $200 a month. I don't have that kind of money for food. But it's not the expense, it's the aggravation. EVERY DAMN DAY I have to decide what to have for dinner. What the hell? Didn't I make this decision yesterday? Why do I have to waste time and energy deciding what to prepare, preparing it, then comsuming it?
I used to love cooking. And I still do, so long as it's for someone else. I just dislike cooking for myself. And eating. Why hasn't someone invented the vitamin-pill-appetite-suppressant-taste-bud-stimulant that the Jetsons always had? THIS IS THE TWENTY-FIRST CENTURY!! We still have WEATHER! I want my FLYING CAR!!
I just tired of making this particular decision every day. And I can't make a meal schedule like most people do, because HOW the HELL does someone know on SUNDAY what they'll feel eating like on Thursday?
Albert Einstein had seven outfits, all the same, so he wouldn't have to waste time deciding what to wear every day. I've pretty much got breakfasts and lunches set up the same way, with occasional changes to spice it up a little. But I haven't been able to find the ultimate supper yet. Something nutritious, cheap, and easy to make. Is that too much to ask?