This weekend, like people all over my county and state, I was without power. From sometime Friday night until sometime late Sunday afternoon, there was no electricity to be had. I talk about mindfulness a lot. You would think I would be better at being mindful, being grateful for things than this weekend proved me to be. Here are a couple of the things I learned:
- The prospect of taking my clothes to the laundromat strikes fear into my heart.
- No matter how many times I go into the bathroom and flip the light switch, if the power is out, it still won't turn on.
- You can't make any kind of lunch if you a) can't open the refrigerator door and b) can't use the electric stove.
- It's not much fun to eat when your choices are coming out of a can and can't be warmed up.
I can't stress it enough -- it wasn't fun to eat. Yes...we did get take out (and that was a thousand times better than something cold and out of a can) but my snacking was seriously cut down. There was so much awareness of not being able to look into the fridge to see if I could some up with something fun to eat because every time I felt myself starting to head into the kitchen, the voice in my head said there wasn't really any point. Seriously....how much do I really graze???
But the other interesting thing is that I didn't starve to death. I ate much less this weekend than I have in weekends past and I was more active outside (there wasn't any TV to watch or computer to play on) -- so I'm sure I burned more calories than some other weekends -- but I didn't get significantly more hungry.
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