Lunch
I did it! I actually prepared a healthy meal for my girls. Granted, it was only meatballs and tatertots but there were organic sweet potatoes and whole wheat bread in the hormone free 90/10 beef. For the past week if Adam hasn't fixed them a decent meal the poor things have subsisted on what ever leftovers or combinations of pantrygoods I could contrive before fleeing the kitchen in desperation. I've tried to get at least a couple of representatives of food groups in each meal-popcorn with peanut butter chips for supper,etc. Depression makes one feel like they're wearing cement blocks on all 4 limbs, in the chest and their brain has been blended and is now shrouded in fog. But life doesn't stand still when you start out the day with all that added weight and absolutely no energy or ambition. Laundry still accumulates at lightning speed, dishes mound all over the kitchen and clutter appears out of thin air. This isn't a good for me when anything out of place further drains my energy, but then it's a concerted effort to pick up even one thing and put it away much less every other household duty. And let's not even begin with being consistent in child training, which takes precedence over anything else. So when I've forced myself to fold and sort all the laundry all day , thinking through nutritious meals is nigh unto impossible. There I now have yesterday and today in words. Oh, and did I mention that the foggy, blended brain rarely if ever doles out any sense of accomplishment or satisfaction over anything?