nutritionally questionable

My nutrition has gone to crap since before my trip. The week before I could blame my gums because I was on liquids and soft foods for most of that week. While on vacation it's easy to eat badly and forget that fruit and vegetables are edible. I've been back for 2 weeks and haven't gotten back into the 5-7 fruits and vegetables per day. The guilt is overwhelming me.

This morning was a new low. I decided to have some oatmeal, the first time since before my mouth was ripped apart, and saw the mint chocolate Bailey's in the fridge behind the soy milk. When the idea to put some of the Bailey's popped into my head it seemed like a clever one, but while eating it (it was tasty, btw) I realised that there is probably a reason people don't booze up their breakfast, except during Wimbledon or when they claim mixing champagne with orange juice is still a serving of fruit. It's a little unnerving getting nutrients from whole grains while getting a slight buzz from the booze soaked into those whole grains.

So I think I might walk up to the Riley Park Farmer's Market this afternoon to buy some fruits and/or vegetables, or at least try to absorb some of the nutrients by osmosis. In reality, I can't really afford the farmer's market right now, but with all these weeks of neglect I think it would balance my karma if I bought locally right now. Or that's the hope.

I'm still debating about whether or not to get a bus pass for June. I have a few on-call shifts at the library (did I mention I passed my interview for on-call work? I did. Last night was my first librarian shift and I answered those questions like a mofo), but it's only a 30 minute walk and the shifts are so spread out that I would have to leave my house more often than I have been to make the pass worthwhile. And it's probably better if I shake the bus habit. It makes me lazy knowing I can take a bus anywhere I want to go. Though I'm not sure I will travel as readily knowing I either have to walk the distance or pay the fare.

Sigh.

This morning I started unpacking my china to wash and transfer into the hutch. I discovered that I have 16 individual teacups and saucers, half of which I'm not sure I've ever seen before. A friend at work gave me two loads of tea-related paraphernalia and it was a much larger stash than previously realised. I was also disappointed to discover I have only 5 full place settings and, if I ever make any money again and pay off my debtors, will have to start expanding the collection again. I can't be an adult until I have 8-10 place settings. But then again, do I want to be an adult? I just like china.