Out Of Sorts

I found myself out of sorts this week. Yesterday, a friend asked me if something was wrong because I wasn't speaking, just nodding my head. I didn't know I was doing it. I tried to think if anything was wrong. No, nothing out of the ordinary. I shook my head no and carried on with whatever it was that was to be carried on with.  I started a mental inventory. In three minutes I came up with the following:

I hope we sleep through the night more than just the once so far this month.  I wonder if showing up to swim lessons early will help get Maggie adjusted so she doesn't cry the whole time.  I wonder if I should switch Rylee to the advanced swim class. Uhg. I have to get that chocolate stain out of the carpet when we get home. Did I take my vitamins (and by "vitamins", I mean prozac)? Did I give the girls their vitamins?  How long has that load been sitting in the washing machine? I wonder if we'll get to stay in Florida for the next school year? Why can't I eat as much chocolate as I want and still lose weight? Will I ever be able to do one chin up?  Did I say my prayers today? Man, there are a lot of people that need prayer right now.  What are we going to do the rest of the day? I wonder how long I'll have to take the brunt of Rylee's growing pains aggression. Should I start spanking Maggie for sticking her tongue out at me? Speaking of sticking out, both of them need new shoes. I should probably balance the checkbook before we go on a shopping spree. I hope our renters in Minnesota don't up and leave. Or maybe they should?  Is it too soon to send out birthday party invites? Ooh. I have to remember to get bananas. Man, I'm tired.

So today, instead of just wallowing in questions and indecision and to-do lists, I made a choice.  Today, I would make the choice to eat right.  I would fuel my body with things that would give me energy instead of comfort (read: chocolate covered raisins, chocolate ice cream and peanut butter and jelly samiches). My friend suggested a website that has meal plans. The first one sounded disgusting. But I made it anyway.   Salmon Salad Topped with Fruit Salsa and a Side of 12 Grain Toast with Hummus Spread

Turns out...it was pretty.

Pretty delicious too.

What do you do when you are out of sorts? Leave a comment, and I will mail you the rest of the chocolate covered raisins that are in the pantry. (We seldom have give-aways on Seriously, but when we do...man are they good ones.)  

(I wish I hadn't talked so much about the chocolate covered raisins, because now I want to eat the very ones I have promised to those who leave a comment.)

(It's a big bag. Plenty for MA and LA who always leave a remark. I'm hoping they don't like them.)

(Oh for Pete's sake. Leave a comment already so I can get them out of my house.)