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Fifteen April, Twenty Twenty-One
Are eating and sleeping hijacking my life?
Recently my partner had to have his colonoscopy — I know, ugh — and in the course of helping him with his prep I remembered the epiphany I had two years ago when I had mine:
Shopping for food to eat, preparing food to eat, eating, and cleaning up after eating take an enormous amount of time!
No sooner have we cleaned up the mess from breakfast than it’s time for one of us to see what to put together for lunch. I don’t think it registered quite so starkly before our Year of Being Hermits but now there are entire days that feel as if all we do is eat. And sleep.
Quite literally two-thirds of my life is spent preparing to eat, eating, cleaning up after eating, and then sleeping. Especially since our friend, the virus, came to town. Ask me about our epic three-hour afternoon naps.
Now we do sometimes give our masters the slip as we did yesterday. We cleverly got up early — for us — at 9 am and took care of our various writing and publishing obligations. We were out the door by…
