Am I the only one....?
Jan. 12, 2010 12:49 am
Updated: Jan. 17, 2011 7:31 pm
I'm sitting here at work tonight and I have no actual work to do. Sounds great, but when you are sitting alone in a dark room, it really isn't all that fun, relaxing or interesting. I work part-time as a 911 dispatcher for a small town Sheriff's Office while I am going to school full time. I get to work at night and take my homework with me, which is great. But here, we haven't started college yet, and won't until the 19th. So, I really don't have anything to do. One of the deputies came into to hang out for a little while and drink a cup of coffee and I found myself leading the conversation (constantly) to food. After I took every topic and related it to food or cooking, I stopped for a short moment and said, "I'm sorry, I am SUCH a foodie and I just can't help it."
So, am I the only one that seems to always center my conversation around food, cooking, kitchen applicances, recipes, menu ideas, food tv shows and fond food memories? LOL
I am obsessed. If I am not working (truly working, at work) or doing school work or spending time with my stepkiddos, I am always thinking about food. I plan, ponder, rehearse, organize, daydream, list and walk down food memory land 23 hours out of the day.
Is this normal?????
My name is Shawna......and I am addicted to food!
-----HI SHAWNA----- says the crowd in unison.
It is where I get TRUE happiness. When I am able to cook a meal that I thought up, bought the ingredients, prepared, cooked and served........and people LOVE it..........I think it's the BEST feeling in the world. The kitchen is where I decompress. Well, only when I am not rushing to throw together a quick supper...those suppers you aren't proud of..........when you just have to open a can, tear open a bag of something frozen...etc........I hate those nights. I feel so dirty and useless. I feel like those are the nights that I am not showing my love to my family. Usually the next night, I go too far and cook a really unhealthy (loving/comforting/warming) supper because I felt so guilty about the crapola that I served the night before.
So, please let me know..........................or make me feel "normal", and tell me I am not the only one that lives their life like this!!!! :)
Happy food daydreaming.....