Right now, there are four different types of yogurt in my refrigerator. There’s two types of Greek yogurt. There’s that kind where turn up a corner of the package to dump “mixin’s” into the yogurt. I think the one in the fridge has apple slices or something. Then there’s a couple of cups of Icelandic skyr style yogurt. That’s mine. I like it because it has a lot of protein, not a lot of sugar (so it’s not real sweet), and the girls don’t like it. Katie once said it tasted like cream cheese. Whatever. I like cream cheese.
I just made myself a big bowl of yogurt concoction. Vanilla skyr. Strawberry Greek yogurt. Then blueberries. That would have been enough. That should have been enough. But then I added dark chocolate covered pomegranate seeds. I didn’t need those. It probably doubled the calories of the dish. I saw them in their pouch in the fridge (why are they in the fridge?) and stared at them, then caved and dumped a handful in my bowl.
I did this because I’m stressed. Stressed about work. Stressed about…work. Also, work. Work is stressing me out. So I eat. I’m a stress eater. This makes me sad. Being stressed about work makes me sad, so I want to eat. And I eat and them I’m sad because I ate. The most frustrating part is knowing and recognizing these things as they are happening. I shouldn’t be stressed about work. It’s just a job. Or another job. I think to myself “don’t stress about this. It will be ok. Everything will be ok.” And everything WILL be ok. No matter what happens, at the end of the day I will be ok. Everyone will be ok. I’m not a doctor – there’s no one’s life on the line. Everyone, everything will be ok.
I know this, but…I still grab the damn dark chocolate covered pomegranate seeds.
Quick aside: Some rednecks just drove a bus off a ramp into a pair of flaming buses on AGT. Pam’s commentary? “That’s all they did?” One day I’ll write about how amazing my wife is at commentating MMA fights…
I finished all the yogurt and the blueberries and the dark chocolate covered pomegranate seeds. It was good. But it didn’t help.
Sorry it took me a while to post. You may have heard, work has been stressing me out. That’s no excuse though, so I apologize. I tried something different tonight. Gave myself 20 minutes to write what was on my mind. Kind of stream of consciousness. Kind of journal entry. Just to let off some pressure.
It’s Wednesday night. Next post will be Monday evening.