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Interesting day so far

True story--I left home this morning with every intention of recertifing with the unemployment office. As I left, farmer that owns the huge field next to our house was cutting down trees that belong to us. When I drove off, my husband was gesturing rather wildly to the guy on the backhoe. I get to the office, wait in line and am about to tell the lady my social security number when I get a phone call from my sister-in-law. You need to go home, she said, because your husband is locked out of the house. He had accidentally locked himself out. So I grumbled as I walked to the car because I had plan to treat myself to lunch before I had to interview someone for a story at 2 p.m. Then all of sudden, I remembered that my husband had put two frozen steaks on the George Foreman grill. I sped home as fast I could. I was 15 minutes away. The steak were burned to a crisp but our home was still intact. Moral of story--If you are going to yell at someone, make sure that you have no food cooking and you don't locked the door.

So, I guess tomorrow before my first appointment with the possible new therapist, I'll go back to the unemployment office. I am at a crossroads. The possible job prospect would put in closer to UNC Chapel Hill and their eating disorder program. Not only do I want this job because of the great insurance and benefits but I want to stay in that program. So its a big decision to make.

So after arriving home, I had a quick snack of fish sticks and macaroni and cheese. I love this combination especially with the right mac and cheese. For dessert, peanut butter and Ritz crackers while discussing stuff with my husband. He, by the way, ate the charred steaks. He'll eat just about anything. My son is staying with my sister-in-law this week, his drums are there and he wants to play. Plus a few playdates are set up there. He's happy so I'm happy. Still got to figure out what I want for lunch. There is a cute little sandwich near where my interview will take place. I think I will see what their chicken salad sandwich is like. I see myself as somewhat of a connoisseir of chicken salad.


  1. You're doing so well with the food! I have to admit that I laughed a little at the thought of the steaks charring on the George Foreman (I just call it "The George").

  2. That is post hilarrious...definitely not in the moment I am sure, but hearing your story brought a smile to my face!

    Enjoy the chicken salad, but I know it won't be as good as A Change of Venue's! Probably haven't eaten there since you have!


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