I had a really domestic, adult-y type week this week. You know those weeks when you think "wow, I really crushed it at being a responsible adult." Yup, that was me. This feeling was triggered by three purchases: I bought a scale, a vacuum, and a spaghetti squash.
The scale thing is a double edged sword (more like the sword of Damocles) but I'm choosing to think of it as a sign that I am finally committing to getting healthy. I am straight crushing it at going to the gym. Straight Crushing It. See Fat Amy below - she speaks to my soul:
But the whole eating well thing... not so much. Listen, I totally got on board and bought one of those 4 week eating plans. And this thing is legit. I love it. I've made a bunch of the recipes and they are delicious. I just don't have the lifestyle/motivation to follow it for 4 weeks. To be clear, it's rare that I have 4 weeks at home, so that adds a layer of complexity, but let's get real, it's all the motivation. I lack it. I'm trying to find it. It will be a constant battle #firstworldproblems
Which leads me to the spaghetti squash. UMMM WHAT?! Me? A spaghetti squash? This seems like a story that would begin with me purchasing this on accident or as a table decoration and not realizing it's a real thing and not plastic decor. But oh no, I plan on preparing and eating this sucker. Updates on this impending disaster to follow.
Finally, I bought a vacuum. And I love it. I have enjoyed vacuuming and even tried a number of attachments.
The south has changed me.