Some days intuitive eating is SUCH a struggle. I mean, I like the idea of it, I want myself to be body positive enough to give it what it wants when it wants it, but damn. Some days you find yourself in front of the fridge thinking “I can’t eat x or y or z, I’ve already had two full meals today and another can of soda is bad for me, I shouldn’t drink it and that food I could have for lunch if I didn’t eat it right now and anyway, yoghurt is nice and has few calories so I’ll be okay, but if I eat it I’ll be hungry again before bedtime and then I have to eat a second time and… hang on. Intuitive eating, remember?”

That’s what I did today. So now I’m eating nacho chips with shredded cheese and salsa. A year ago I would NEVER have allowed myself to buy nacho chips or eat shredded cheese, but somehow I did buy some the last time I was grocery shopping and damn, I’m glad that I did. Even if I had to check myself before actually allowing myself to eat it.

On the other hand, I have just found the brilliance that is Dr Who about thirty years after everyone else. I have two friends that love it, and I’ve listened to their conversations with a bemused smile on my face for years and years (okay, maybe two, that is how long I’ve known them), but felt kind of intimidated by the sheer amount of seasons there are.

Then of course I found out that Carey Mulligan is in an episode and I love her for insane reasons and so I started watching it. Even though she’s just in a single episode. I watched that one, and another one and I feel like a kid in a sweet shop who knows she can EAT EVERY SINGLE PIECE IN SIGHT. I shall do my best to do this slowly, which is, no more than one episode per day.

Part of the story is of course that I can’t concentrate on anything for more than thirty minutes. I’m getting better at it, this much is true, and from what I’ve seen it’s so crazycakes that you, um, forget that you have tea water on the stove and the kettle boils dry, which you don’t notice for about half an hour because you are using headphones.

Sad little kettle.

I only wish I could get them with subtitles because I have a really hard time following what people say unless I see it written out at the same time, or can ask them to slow the fuck down already. Which, you know, you can’t do with a TV. Or on the phone, really. So it happens, from time to time, that I backtrack four or five times, trying to figure out what they’re really saying. And that is something you can’t do in real life…

Now I shall try to get some writing done. I have people to threat with a knife here! And a forest to burn down. Well, attempt to, at least. Very exciting, much more so than real life, where the most exciting part is that I have about ten pads ready to be listed on Etsy. That and being able to eat cashews again, after a week of just soup, following my unfortunate wisdom tooth removal.

Yeah, doesn’t really measure up, does it?

PS. Made a Twitter account for my business, add @procraftination if you want to know when my shop is all stocked up and shiny!