In preparation for my trip, I'm going through all the food in our pantry. I thought it would be a great idea to make sure I eat everything left in my apartment before I leave. That *sounds* like a great idea. I woke up this morning, searched through, and found some Mac and Cheese - microwaveable instant mac and cheese. Yummy. The stuff that comes with the powder cheese?
I figure, since I have a whole bunch left, why not indulge? I opened up two packages of the macaroni and popped it into the microwave for 4.5 minutes. Yum. I then emptied two packages of cheese powder and started to mix. Magically, it started to solidify, and I started to gobble down the Mac and Cheese. about a third of the way through, I was about to shove my finger down my throat in efforts to get rid of the horrible syntheticness of what I just consumed...
Another closed chapter.
Two years ago, I kept boots and books in my fridge. It was never plugged in, so it didn't matter. It was better not to run the fridge and waste electricity. The food in my cabinets consisted of oatmeal, instant noodles, and mac and cheese. All stuff I could whip up with some hot water.
Now, with my food routine including home cooked meals, those packages are now collecting dust. And also part of an older time of my life, where instant food was more important that real nourishment. In the past, I'd roll out of bed, with the smell of booze on my breath. I would have only enough energy to boil water. Voila! I had a meal.
I don't drink to all hours of the night anymore. I actually care what I ingest. And I sorta hate growing up.
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