Unfed

[rejectomorph]

It's remarkable how much I don't want to cook anymore. Over the last few days my dinners have been microwaved burritos, grilled cheese, soup with garlic toast, and my most elaborate meal was spaghetti with pre-made sauce from the deli section at Safeway. Tonight I'm thinking of heating some frozen taquitos, even though I have no guacamole. There's plenty of salsa (from jars, of course.)

Just a couple of years ago I was making four-course meals and washing the dishes the same night. I got around to washing last night's burrito plate late this afternoon. I really don't even want to be in the kitchen anymore. If it wasn't for the beer I have with meals I'd probably just buy junk food and snack all day. See, beer is good for you.

There was a bit of sunshine today, though the clouds were never out of sight. This evening I got to see the crescent moon briefly. Tomorrow there will probably be rain again. I don't mind. I'm not going anywhere, and the back porch stays mostly dry as long as the wind doesn't blow too hard, and it's nice to stand there and listen to the rain and smell the wet trees and grass and earth.

I suppose I should get started heating dinner. I keep putting it off. Even loading stuff onto a cookie sheet and shoving it into the oven for a few minutes seems a great bother. Plus there's all that chewing I'll have to do. Food is such a drag.

Comments

[daisydumont.livejournal.com]

I haven't wanted to cook much for years. I peeled three carrots and cooked them with a little butter and pepper for supper, and it felt like a major production. At a certain point, it just gets boring, you know?

[rejectomorph]

I usually don't even buy carrots that have to be peeled any more. I wait until the bags of "baby carrots" are on sale and buy those. And I eat them right out of the bag way more often than I go to the trouble of cooking them.