Is it can be autumn tiem naow?
I was going to bitch about the hot weather, but instead I shall simply say: it sucks. Lots. And not in any cheerful fashion.
It’s been a surreal couple of days off work. Although I start a 6-day workweek tomorrow (which doesn’t bug me all that much, except for the days I have to use public transit), I have apparently pleased the workplace gods, as my schedule miraculously has me on day shifts for the next 2 1/2 weeks, with Anxiety’s birthday off, and — even more stunning — two Saturdays in a row off!
It looks as though, due to my work schedule combined with the upcoming Labor Day weekend and the hours of the shop where I plan on purchasing my scooter, that my sweet little Venice will be purchased on either Sept. 5th or 6th. I have to find out if they have the color I want (green, although the raspberry has some surprising appeal) in stock, as well as the matching Retro Cargo Box. Of course, I’ll also have to buy a helmet, as they are legally required (and because it’s stupid not to wear helmets on motorized bikes of any kind), but I fear I will not be able to get a matching color. I may have to settle for black, unless I can find a really kick-ass cute purple helmet.
I’ve decided that once the offspring are both grown and moved out, I will never cook again. NEVER. (Except for things that don’t require actual cooking, but only heating by putting them into an oven or microwave and pushing the appropriate buttons.) I’ll sign up for Nutrisystem and get all my food shipped to me! No worries about whether I have a balanced diet, or how many calories I’m over-indulging in, or whether I have enough freezer space (since none of the foods require refrigeration or freezing). No making shopping lists; no spending a couple hours at the grocery store at least twice a month for the major shopping trips — with Nutrisystems, you do have to add fruits, vegies, & some dairy to the food plan, but those are perishables so I’d be shopping for those every week or so anyway.
I’d really like to do it a lot sooner than 4 years from now, but I absolutely cannot imagine the rest of my family taking on the responsibility of all the grocery shopping, cooking, and cleaning that would be required of them if I were no longer making family meals. Oh well, compromise and sacrifice are part of what living with others requires. But I utterly loathe and resent cooking so much that I’m not going to do it for one day longer than practicality dictates that I must.
And it wouldn’t surprise me if the Nutrisystem-style food plans become increasingly common in American society as time-saving alternatives to the drudgery of cooking family meals every night, much like hot lunches served regularly at home became largely a quaint memory of times past once the majority of women started working outside the home. I remember my mother making grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup for lunch frequently — but that was over 30 years ago!
I started a new crochet project. It’s so freaking pretty, I’m tempted to keep it myself instead of gifting it as planned. But I can always make another one for me later. It’ll give me an excuse to buy more purple yarn!
