It’s easy to get in a rut. You find something you like, you’re tired, and instead of thinking outside the box, all of a sudden you’re eating catfish and mashed cauliflower with crispy kale every day.
It happens to the best of us.
I say this a lot, so it’s getting a little redundant even to me, but these past months – let’s say 18 ~ have been brutally tough. I definitely have a much more clear understanding of ‘getting the medicine right’ now. But there were moments when it felt a little like there was no light at the end of a very long, very dark tunnel.
You definitely get to the know the darkest parts of yourself in a struggle like that ~ find places that your mind goes at the toughest moments. But just as the trees are blooming around us and spring has finally come after quite a winter, so has my mind found its way back to the light. I have begun to come back to myself.
Anyway, enough of that. Like I said, it’s getting redundant even to me.
The point being that I used to find time for things I loved ~ reading, writing, cooking, this space. And then … I didn’t. So while I’ve made efforts over the past few months to get back here, they have been mostly abortive.
And then the man and I had a serious “Coming to Jesus” moment. And we realized that we’d fallen woefully off our healthy eating bandwagon and we needed to get back on – stat.
So out came the cookbooks that had been collecting (a lot) of dust. And just paging through them re-awakened something in us ~ a desire to try new ingredients and combinations of flavors. I’ve graduated somewhat from needing to follow a recipe exactly but the inspiration of food photography and mouth-watering recipe titles …. so.exciting.
We also began gardening a little bit this spring for the first time. And we planted a herb garden so we (theoretically) will have fresh ingredients to add to our meals. It’s very exciting. I really hope that this is the beginning of a new chapter ~ because the last one was getting really old. And super lame.