Because I’m intelligent, I decided that the best time of year to wash my car is 23rd December…*shivers*
But at least it’s clean and shiny!
Since we couldn’t get our Christmas chicken earlier on in the week, the boy and I are on a mission today; to find the perfect Christmas chicken!
Now we are stuck in traffic after supermarket number one was a bust (there was one chicken that was the right size, but it looked like it’d been fairly sick in it’s life)…and we’re not happy. Especially as we’re being forced to spend time together *shudder*
I’m trying to figure out what to eat for my, admittedly quite late, evening meal. The boy has gone to bed, and I don’t seem to have anything in that equals a meal for one (or that would be particularly appetising – crabmeat and gravy anyone?)
So I thought of getting food delivered, maybe going to one of the various takeaway places in my surrounding area…but none of their food is striking my fancy. I did consider getting my ass into the car and heading over to ASDA for some fried chicken and mashed potato – but I doubt the boy would be too happy to find out that I’d gone out driving in the middle of the night for food.
So I was puzzling over what to have, and still am, when I decided that it was too difficult and that I should really be spending my time looking for a job. At least this’ll mean my unemployed ass will be able to purchase more fresh fruit and vegetables…
So I looked at jobs for a bit, found a couple to apply for and then surprise surprise, I got bored of that and went onto Facebook to avoid my job search. It was only when I logged into Facebook and checked my news feed that I remembered what I had originally been doing, (searching for meal ideas) as I saw my previously posted status update, in which I complained about my lack of food.
So I came on here, to complain about my avoidance skills, and to avoid making a decision about food. But I’m back to my thoughts of food and hunger…seems avoidance doesn’t last as long with a grumbling stomach…
Off to find some food, that is if I don’t get distracted yet again…ooooh my Christmas tree lights are making fun patterns on the wall…