Seriously. That’s how it feels.
I’ve changed my eating. Dropped all grain. All sugar is gone. So is all processed food.
This is serious.
But if I don’t do it, well, the other option is not good.
So I have become serious (almost obsessively so) about food prep. If I have salads made up in my refrigerator, protein cooked and at the ready, fruit cleaned, veggies cut up, and so on; I can win the battle daily. If not … you know the end of that sentence.
This weekend was an extremely hectic one with a short out-of-town trip, bathroom renovation underway, grandchildren to play with, etc. Wait, did you catch the part about the bathroom renovation? The translation is: dust, mess, tools, trips to the hardware store (repeatedly). But in the middle of the chaos, I took a few minutes and went to the store. I made up two salads. I cooked some chicken and turkey sausage. I cut up celery and bought some humus.
So this morning, after an extra-long weekend I got up a little late and slammed breakfast and lunch together to take with me in a matter of minutes.
Like money in the bank – at the ready in an emergency.
If I hadn’t done the prep, a drive-through would have happened. Absolutely not what I want to do right now. But I did do the prep, so instead of junk food, I have eaten healthy all day.
If you have money in the bank, you have choices. You don’t have to choose between paying a bill and fixing a car. You don’t have to stress about how many meals it is to payday. You don’t have to be caught off guard by a broken appliance, or a flat tire, or an insurance co-pay. You are peaceful. You’re covered.
That’s how I felt this morning when I was rushing about. I opened my refrigerator door and breathed in peace. I pulled out a few containers, filled my lunch bowls, and was out the door armed with what I need to beat the health issues trying to knock down my door. I won because of a bit of foresight.
It made me so happy with myself. There is nothing worse than being frustrated at yourself in a tight situation. It’s stinks to have no one to blame but yourself when you drive through and get a crud-sandwich. But I didn’t have that regret. I have a cute little lunch bag full of deliciousness that is also, quite happily, healthy.
A well-stocked fridge is a great ally.
By the way, I also like money in the bank.
Crunching on goodies