Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Appetite gone with the wind

I wonder if somehow I have managed to culture a state of functional depression to cope with life on an Island Behind God's Back. It's not a sad and morose, can't get out of bed, refuse to see the sun kind of depression, but just that my dysfunction shifts repeatedly. I don't have any interest in cooking, washing dishes, and even eating.

I bought about 6lbs or more of chicken wings last week and I have yet to cook one. My taste buds just don't get excited about the prospect of food anymore. Could it be that I am just tired of the whole elaborate cleansing ritual associated with bad tap water in this place? Everything has to be bleached, then rinsed in bottled water, then air dried, covered from flies and creepy crawlies and it gets a little much after a while. To make matters worse, having had my hot water restored this weekend, the kitchen pipe is now trickling water because something went wrong when I turned on the hot water. They were smart enough to use copper pipes weren't they?

Cereal, tea (hot and cold), yogurt, soup, water. I bought grapes on Thursday and am now just going to force myself to eat them before they spoil. And they were amazingly fresh when I got them.

I know I need to fuel my body properly, but food tastes like cardboard.

Anyway, I will try to do better.

3 comments:

Kathy said...

We all go through these slums once in a while. But we tend to come out of it unscathed, and many times we don't even know what got us there in the 1st place. For me it's usually one of the PMSessss.

What about the work projects u were axcited about? Your camera?

Hope u r u again soon!

Sheer Almshouse said...

Kathy,

I am still excited about the camera and somewhat thrilled that I have many things lined up to pass the days. But I just noticed that there was a shift in my diet. I went out and bought lunch and went straight for the veggies.

There is still a part of me that likes it when food is prepared for me by others.

Azikiwe said...

...maybe the "Ghost Of Not Exercising Enough" decide to pay you a visit...;-)
hmmmm ?

 
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