Queen of Avoidance

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…

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