For the 100th time today, I've opened the refrigerator door. Looked in, scanned my shelves and shut the door.
Apart from the desperately needed exercise that my arm needed, I was bored and restless. Too restless to sleep, too restless to eat.
Went a bit overboard yesterday buying groceries. Think it was the POW syndrome. When you've been denied food for a long time, the moment you get some...you're likely to hoard large amounts. Thing is, I have tons of groceries now but am too lazy to cook/ am sick of eating my own cooking.
Today marks day 3 where I have not eaten well. Had some cereal for breakfast and doughnuts for dinner yesterday. Two to three days before that have been all about eating what was available. Can't believe I actually ate the combination of food that I did, come to think of it.
12.30pm now...contemplating leaving the house without bothering to eat anything.
Maybe get a sandwich somewhere along the way...
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