Okay – so just a word of warning: this blog post is definitely a whoa-is-me whining post. So feel free to move on if you have never had a day like I’ve been having lately.
I’m done having Celiac Disease.
Well, okay. I just wish I were done. Today is one of those days. I’m hungry. More hungry that my salad and pear are going to satisfy. More hungry than my now longer-than-expected workday is going to handle. And I hate it.
I hate the daily reaching in to grab some fish crackers for the Littles and wishing I could just as easily grab a snack for myself (crackers, peanut butter toast, etc) that I either didn’t have to make from scratch or would bust the budget. After all, our grocery money only goes as far as yours and I want us to have as many fresh fruit and veg that it can handle rather than carbs anyway.
Yes, I can and do make crackers, muffins, toast, bread, etc for myself. It tastes a hell of a lot better than the stuff I can pay for. Really. And I know exactly what is in it. Always an added bonus, right?
But this week I am tired. Final exams were last week (I moaned about the papers/projects I am grading on Facebook) and grades are due i two days. I’m practically done. That’s not the problem. But I’m tired – dog-dead-wrung out tired. Grading, planning, etc and sticking to my absolute time-for-the-Littles each night to read, bathe, play and laugh together = all of that has worn me out. Doesn’t matter that I’ve gone to bed earlier than usually (if you count 10PM as earlier – it is… earlier than my normal 11-11:30 when grades are due!).
Does tired make me more resentful of having Celiac Disease or just the minor amount of time required to PLAN and PREPARE for said hunger meltdowns or carb-needs? Yes.
And this would be why – when people ask – why it is SUCH a pain in the butt to go “grab something” for lunch. It’s not because it’s not always possible, because yes, I can go grab a bag of GF chips or carrots or whatever from the grocer. (And no, I can’t run out to get something to eat while teaching. We have 20 minute long lunch periods during which I eat at my desk and work – see photo above.) It’s because of simple this: sometimes it sucks not to be able “just to grab anything” convenient.
And I’m not about to go demand that people feed me correctly or safely.
I’m not about to go whining my way through the GF product chain about the need for better (and cheaper!) crackers or bread.
I’m just going to suck it up today and put on my big-girl pants.
And then tonight I am going to back the biggest batch of pumpkin muffins that ever existed on the planet. By God, I will.
And I might just eat them all. Unless these two little stinkers get their hands on them. They are the reason why the last two batches got demolished in record time too.
Hope you are having a successful and happy GF Day today to help make up for the crab-pants I appear to be wearing.
PS. It does not help in the least bit that my next two classes are starting a unit about food in Spanish class. Really. Today is out to ruin me, I swear. Or… I might just eat my arm off before I get to the kids for pick up after work today. That outta be pretty.