Food Prep Day!

Yesterday, I did something I always mean to do on Sundays and never actually get around to.

I prepped my meals for the week. I’m not sure why, but I woke up with energy. Granted, my intent had been to use that energy to tidy up my living room, so I can take photos and show you all the string lights I hung up (Whoa… I actually completed the whole task).

But when I looked in the fridge and realized I had only two containers of beef stew and two of the egg roll in a bowl, I saw quickly that if I didn’t make things yesterday and today I would have to actually…


Like, not in a slow cooker. Actually stay in the kitchen from start to finish until the recipe was done.

How dreadful. I mean, we can’t have that.

I took a quick shower, threw some clothes on, said a quick prayer that I wouldn’t bump into anyone I know (in particular, not Goatee Guy), and left for the supermarket.

While there, I bought ingredients for two of the three recipes I posted the other day (Three Easy High Protein, Low Carb, Low Fat, Dairy-Free, Nightshade-Free Meal Recipes). I made the Moroccan Tagine yesterday, and all the ingredients for the lo mein are in a gallon-size ziploc baggy in the fridge so I can easily dump it into the slow cooker before I leave for work today.

I also bought ingredients to make a nice beef bone broth in the instant pot while the tagine was cooking. Bone broth is so incredibly good for you. I feel neglectful that I haven’t had any in so long, and proud of myself for finally making some. I mean, if nothing else, it tastes wonderful and feels good for my soul to have a cup regularly.

I was feeling quite proud of myself, really. And very healthy.

Except… well, while making the tagine, I tasted one of the olives. It was delicious. And it made me crave a gin martini. And I definitely had dry vermouth and a good gin on hand…

So, I spent the morning and early part of the afternoon prepping food for the week, and the afternoon and evening sitting on my ass drinking martinis and watching Christmas movies on Netflix.

What? Like I’m expected to be good all the time?

That’s just crazy talk.

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