It's almost bed-time on day seven. Tomorrow I can climb back Above the Line once more. How fortunate I am that I'm in a position to make the switch. How differently would I feel if this was my life for the foreseeable future?
Today I have been hungry, I've been busy decorating and generally DIYing so no time for cooking any of the very limited menu of ingredients left in the basket by this stage.Normally I would have nibbled.... fruit, crackers, biscuits. Who would have thought that doing hard physical work would require more fuel than sitting in front of a computer or driving a car? Supper with Lynne and Zoe was a Tanzanian special of rice and beans with a chapati, and was really delicious, followed by five raspberries and one strawberry from Katie's garden-it really has been a poor growing summer.
What have I missed? Interestingly I have missed caffeine, in it's various forms, more than alcohol. I have missed tomatoes, green salad and olives. I'm surprised that I haven't missed biscuits, crisps or cake, although it would have been comforting at times to eat these, but they are not the foods I am thinking about enjoying tomorrow.
Living below the line has taught me that I waste far too much food; that quite often I eat before rather than when I feel hungry; that even bland and boring food tastes much better when you share the meal with other people.
Tomorrow I am really looking forward to my early morning cup of tea, followed by a bowl of cereal with cold milk, some fresh chilled orange juice. Not too much to ask really, my mouth is watering at the very thought.
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