Guys, I'm in some dangerous territory here, methinks.
I had arranged to take these next few days off because a) I'm owed the time and b) I have a freelance project I want to get done before the holidays start in earnest.
Then I got sick. So now I'm sitting at home, which would be ok if I were working on my freelance project. But I am not.
Yesterday I did do some research on my afternoon meander. Today I had to get up early for a dentist appointment. Didn't feel great, earaches and sore throat, but decided I should get up and go, or I'd sleep the morning away.
I grabbed a coffee post-cleaning (no cavities!) and returned home. Am now so tired I can barely stay awake. I want to take a nap -- but I haven't even started work yet and it's noon.
Worse, I'm getting in that I-don't-want-to-work-let's-see-what's-in-the-kitchen mode. Not good. There is stuff in the kitchen (good stuff) but I don't want to eat just because I'm bored.
Had cottage cheese for breakfast and orzo soup for lunch just now. So I'm not hungry. I really want to download a good book (or a trashy one) on my Kindle and zone out. But I can't. Must work. Had to turn off Food Network because Paula Deen was going on about "pumpkin-cheesecake, y'all" and it was seriously giving me binging urges. Visions of walking to the corner and buying something illicit were threatening to take over.
Last night we experimented with supper, by the way. I got a packet of pre-made saag paneer to try for dinner. Not good. At all. The B/F refused to eat it and spent the night looking a bit sulky. He still had the wheat cous cous, organic beans and chicken soup I made. But he didn't appreciate my foisting green stuff on him. He's a bit hard to convince on some things. Took forever to sell him on the tempeh -- now that's all he wants every night for dinner (unless he cooks, then it's lamb or fish or chicken).
I've told him that from now on Monday night will be experiment night -- as in a vegan experiment. He's quite unhappy. Too bad.
Right, I'm buckling down now to do some work. That's why I'm not at the office, after all.
And just to show that I do sometimes venture out of my beloved Central Park, here's a quick shot of Madison Ave, around 45th St in Midtown Manhattan. I'd just come from the dentist and bought a coffee on the street. I'm looking south, a/k/a downtown in Manhattan-speak. Note the bundled up pedestrians. It's cold today!
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