Cabin Fever

I got my two days of, in a row, back to back. Now I'm going nuts! And of course I find myself cooking. Mother Nature dumped a whopping 2 inches of snow on us and of course P-town shuts down. That gave me a surprise second day off, which I have successfully frittered away. I've meant to post, but what is there to say? Without work I some to a stand still. Quite the opposite of the life I used to live. A life that work always interfered with. I'm also how amazed at how unprepared I am for time off. I have no food in the house. I had to strap the chains on or starve. It's a testament to the life I live. I eat at work. I work alot. Therefore I don't need that much food. My meals at home are largely salads, soups, and sandwiches. Virtually no breakfast items save for some instant oatmeal, and some shitty cereal bars. It's funny how I went from a foodie to a 'bachelor' cook. If I've got sardines mustard and rye bread I'm happy. A nice piece of cheese and an apple are the most I may eat at home in a day. I am becoming malnourished and my veins are surely plaqued with the by products of my industry. Here I am, a cook, a provider of food and sustenance, yet I am wholly incapable of feeding myself anything other than tortilla chips and hummus at home. That's fucked up. Time for a little dietary realignment.