I ordered Domino’s.
It felt like the logical thing to do at the time, but for all the justification, there was no good reason for it. I was just lazy.
I don’t want to be too harsh on myself, but it did bring me to a moment of clarity, and the realisation I had was that I don’t cook enough any more. I really enjoy cooking, but sometimes it can seem like there just isn’t time. What more important things am I doing? Watching Netflix, usually. My diet is suffering massively because it’s “easier” to get takeaway, or ready-to-eat food.
In my post several weeks ago I lamented my lack of time to pursue my interests. I’m forgetting that the things that happen to you don’t “get in the way of life” – they are your life. Time spent doing things you care about, that you enjoy, are as much a part of life as getting stuck in traffic, social involvements you’d rather skip, or breaking your leg. They get in the way of your plans of course, but the life you are actually living doesn’t go according to plan.
The gist of my thinking now is, if I plan to do something, I should take into account what will happen if I don’t end up doing it. This should mean less frustration when life happens. When life happens.
