Michael’s been gone for a little over three weeks.  In that duration, I have not gotten any groceries.  He’s my grocery-buddy.  Who else is supposed to help me carry my veggies, snacks, and soy milk home?  My mom has been bringing over food, I’ve been eating out a lot, but today, I realized I’ve hit a low.

Chips and salsa have become an entire food group.  I eat soup that I made weeks ago and froze for “emergencies.”  For every meal (including breakfast).  No hesitation before dipping a spoon into my delicious cocoa almond butter jar.  By the way, what a weird brand name for chips.

It was time though.  Time for me to bite the bullet and go get my own groceries.  I was going to walk all the way to Whole Foods, but I hit upon Golden Veggie Market on Polk and California first.  Since it was closer than Whole Foods, I stopped there.  Fantastic little market with all the things I needed.  I made myself a real lunch for the first time in weeks.  Coconut brown rice, fresh veggie stir fry, and a can of smoked tuna.  That can of tuna is special.  It’s the last can of smoked tuna that Michael and I brought back from Costa Rica.  The best tuna ever.  We were saving it.

But I ate it today.  I ate it all.  Sorry Michael.  I love you.

xoxo,

Jenn

P.S. I made the worst decision ever to start the first season of “How I Met Your Mother” a couple of days ago on Netflix.  This show is the devil.  I have my first final in less than 48 hours and all I can do is watch Ted and Robin fail miserably at trying to be in a relationship.