Enough already! That’s about the incessant rain that we’re all experiencing, this challenge that I have taken on, and because I like the saying (putting an American accent on in my head as I write)
Actually, I’m feeling much better tonight than I did last night, although eating this many carbs is evidently not good for me. The less said about this topic the better, but I may need to book myself on another detox if this bloating continues.
We have an American intern working with us at the moment, and he’s been telling us how big the breakfast market is for Mcdonalds in the U.S, and how much demand there is for it. So just to prove his point this morning, to justify why “Americans queue out the door for Mcdonald’s breakfast” (his words not mine), he thoughtfully brought in a whole load of Egg McMuffins and coffee for the office. Thank God I’m not a big fan of Mcdonalds. That detox that I mentioned in my last blog post put me off Mcdonalds for life, after the course leader (Sho – yes very bohemian) passed a specimen round the group which was infact a Mcdonalds hamburger and fries that she had bought 2 years previously. It was in a plastic cover to cover the smell, but it looked like it had been bought yesterday! So, it wasn’t such a big deal for me, but I must admit, the coffee smelt really good. And I did find a certain amount of irony in the fact that I was living on my £1 a day, surrounded by Mcdonalds packaging.
I’m over half way through the challenge now. I’m getting used to going into coffee shops for meetings and just ordering water, but I’m sure I’ve been caught a few times drooling over cakes and the smell of coffee, or just staring at the staff to try to avoid temptations. I probably have a bit of a mad look. More mad than usual! I’ve found myself rather apologetically stating, “I can’t”, even when I haven’t even been asked if I want a coffee. It’s like I instinctively feel like I have to defend myself for not being able to buy anything in exchange for using the premises, even though I’ve spent numerous amounts of money in these establishments in the past. It’s funny how we’re conditioned, or maybe it’s just me to feel this way. Being able to transact is another basic human need nowadays. ‘Nothing will come of nothing’ to quote King Lear. Without money, choices are very limited.
I managed to do a bit of exercise tonight before dinner which was good, but I was clearly lacking in energy and patience. When I got home to cook my rice and veg, I was so tempted to have some more banana whilst I waited for it to cook, but I reminded myself that I have to ration my food so that I have enough for the week. I’m already panicking about the fact that I only have 4 slices of bread left (that’s 2 slices for tomorrow and 2 for Friday)
Whereas my mind is usually filled with some of life’s big questions, or busy working things out, it’s now being filled with planning my food and obsessing over different food possibilities. I suppose, when you live on £1 a day, like so many living below the poverty line, these are the big questions. Questions that I guess it’s fair to say those queuing in line for Mcdonalds every morning, don’t ask themselves. Makes you think!