Ever since moving I've been focusing on so many different things. I had this feeling that once I was moved into my own place, I would suddenly be able to take over the world. Believe me, I certainly tried. I'm starting to come back down to earth and hang out with the mere mortals again. This means re-installing the things that are important to me, starting with the very key things and slowly working outward.
I think everyone, regardless of whether or not they are chronically ill, benefits from prioritizing the things in their lives. If you're chronically ill then you may have fewer things to prioritize, but their placement and duration can be of critical importance. I've had to re-establish my habits and admit which things are too hard for me, and which things I can't live without. I've read about this in numerous books and logically it makes perfect sense to me. Putting it into practice has been a whole different story. I've learned something valuable: people do not take the time to prioritize their life, to sift through their abilities and their wants and their needs because it is really, really painful.
In fact, while I'm on the subject, I have a confession to make: I am a completely stubborn, inflexible pain in the ass. There it is. I do not like change, and I especially do not like having to admit that maybe I shouldn't do something. Did you read that hedging? Did you see it? My fingers won't even type out that I can't admit that I can't do something. There. It's out. And right now, some of the things I "maybe shouldn't do" are things that seem natural and normal and absolutely one hundred percent necessary that I do and do perfectly. Ooh. I left out the "obsessive perfectionist" in my self-description, didn't I?
Cooking has been very important to me these past few years. I've slowly graduated from cooking a good meal one out of five tries to making a bad meal only once a month. It gives me confidence and supplies me with all the supercool good nutrients that my body likes. So in an effort to re-prioritize my life, cooking has taken main stage. We are trying to plan our days so that I am able to cook every meal most days of the week. It makes me feel accomplished, it helps our budget, and we feel tons better when we know where our food is coming from. Plus, nothing makes me feel more like a
In celebration of all that, I want to share a recipe that I made for lunch today! Cooking in the middle of the day, rather than at night made me feel much stronger and happier, and I had the brain power to adapt a recipe at the last minute upon realizing that I didn't have half the ingredients called for. Plus, much better light!
Penne with Turkey Sugoheavily adapted from Mario Batali's Molto Batali