end of day 5

I am guilty of believing food=happiness. Today I was feeling, let's just say naff. I'm trying to find a job in what is currently a pretty slim market in a field that I'm starting to realise is even slimmer. Add to that a general feeling of 'naffness' we all get from time to time, especially us girls and I was suddenly hankering after something sweet to cheer me up. Ordinarily I would have bought myself a chocolate bar or made some cakes or at the very least enjoyed a hot ribena, but all of that was off limits today. I couldn't smother my emotions with chocolate or cake this time, I had to swallow them with another steaming cup of hot water instead. We probably all use food to change how we are feeling, I just didn't realise how unconsciously I do it or how effective it is. I'm not really sure where I'm going with this but it just goes to show that not only am I lucky enough to have, so close at hand, all the food I need to literally survive I also have the convenience of using food (mostly cake) as a way to survive those miserable days when although the job I really want is out of my reach I have all the sponge and icing to make me smile again right at my finger tips. Lucky girl.