Food and Work

So I’ve been tracking my food intake and exercise on The Daily Plate for about a week now.  It mainly tracks calories, protein, and carbohydrates that are consumed, but it’s so neat how it compiles everything into a little pie graph.  It just helps me to see the bigger picture of food! It looks like I take in more carbs than anything, although on the weekends my fat intake shoots to first place.  I thought that was pretty interesting.  Anyway, my point about all of this is that I have been more food conscious lately because if you go over on your daily alloted calories or fat, then you get this big red mark and we all associate the color red with something negative, right?  I like my page to be blue, the color that says, “you’re such a smart foodie!”  I think it is a really good idea to keep a food journal, I mean if it helps, like mine does.  Oh, it’s free, too, which is even better!

I had to take my Baby Mac to the Mac Doctor yesterday. The camera went out and that is no good when your husband is halfway around the world most of the year. On my way back from the Mac store, I stopped in at Hobby Lobby to pick up some of the good wrapping paper.  Not that it matters, because it’s all going to be ripped to shreds in 4 weeks, but I really like to have nice wrapping paper.  It has to match the Christmas tree and the presents have to be perfectly wrapped. Anyway, I saw that Hobby Lobby is hiring for part-time, seasonal positions, so I thought,”well, I’m pretty bored all day at home, and I spend 10-15 hours per week at Hobby Lobby anyway, so why not get paid for it?” So I spoke to a manager, and got the job that day (which was yesterday…)!  I start tomorrow and I’m super excited.  Sam didn’t understand why I wanted a job, and it’s really not for the money.  It’s more for my own mental state.  You see, I have always been a very independent girl.  My mother made me get a job when I was 16 and from then on, I paid for everything including my car, car insurance, phone bill, and school clothes, and it’s been that way since then! When I got married, I had to quit my amazing job in order to move to Japan with my husband and I have been out of work since then.  Sam enjoys being the “provider” and I suppose that is a good thing, especially in today’s world.  I have to admit, I kind of enjoy our little 1950’s family…when we finally have children, I will raise them at home and wear pretty dresses every day to clean the house and fix perfect, yummy dinners.  Yea right, about the dresses.  But I hope with all of my heart I don’t become a “sweat-pants mom”.  My children are allowed to take my nice body away from me for 9 months (maybe 2 more for recovery), they can throw food at me and mess my house up, but they will never suck that last bit of dignity out of me and force me to wear sweat-pants to the grocery store or any other public place. My mother never let it happen, and neither will I! Back to the Hobby Lobby thing..So, this isn’t about money.  It’s just about me having something of my own that just happens to be money, you see?  And I’m pretty bored during the day, so this will kill some time.  Well, that’s about it for now…I have to finish my yummy protein shake and wrap more Christmas presents!

2 thoughts on “Food and Work

  1. Well, it is good that you got a job. It would be so stressful to me to do nothing all day – or at least have to figure out what to do. So hurray for you, baby! By the way, considering that I will obviously only get to see you one time while you are back from the little people’s part of the world ( I know, it is so racist), I do expect more face time with my daughter in the summer when you return. I love you and hope your holidays (Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years) are as good as mine.

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