Back to feeling detoxy. Headache, just an overall sense of not-quite-rightness. Feeling fantastic yesterday might have had something to do with the fact that I had received, ahem, two massages in two days prior to yesterday. Lucky me!

Bob Hope apparently got a massage every day. I aspire to that. It’s amazing how good they make you feel.

As a wellness provider ( I am a sound therapist) I have the luxury of doing trades with my colleagues – although the people in our business would tell you that it isn’t really a luxury, it’s a necessity. Two in two days is a bit of luxury though.

So, food. Yesterday for lunch I was pressed for time so I went to the cafe next door to my office. I asked what the soup was and they said “15 bean…” (yay!) “with bacon” (oh… bacon).

Do you think I said, “Well, I am going to run home and hastily throw together some quinoa and kale and choke that down” ?

No, I opted to consume a wee bit of bacon. Without guilt. Well, that’s not entirely true. I think I felt a vague sense of guilt.

Dinner was also on the run but I had a bit of pre-planning: I had my husband (who was making his famous “Daddy Casserole” – ground beef (buffalo actually) and Annie’s Mac N Cheese- for himself and the boys last night) throw a frozen vegan entree into the oven for me.

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So, time to face another day of food choices. This bothers me. I really don’t like thinking about food. That’s why I have eaten meat quite happily in the past. Meat in the belly lasts for hours, which means not having to think about food all that time.

I am a philosopher. I like to think about life, the universe and everything. I wish I could be a breatharian and only eat if and when I felt so inclined. This HAVING to eat thing is annoying. And this having to eat all the time is even more annoying!

I guess I should just be grateful that I have food, access to food – I sound like a spoiled American.

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Sitting down with my breakfast. I wanted eggs. I mean, I REALLY wanted eggs, first time since I started that I could say I have a genuine craving for something. This is what I made instead: sauteed onions, shitake and crimini mushrooms, spinach and quinoa. And you know what? It’s really pretty good.

Good thing I’m a pretty good cook. I used to own a restaurant. Really. A very popular restaurant, where I cooked and baked all day. After that, I owned a specialty food business, making organic kettle corn. Sort of funny for someone who would prefer not to have to eat, don’t you think?

Now I’m a bodyworker – or maybe more technically, a “soundworker”. I use tuning forks to detect and correct tonal imbalances in the body and its energy field. I know that sounds painfully woo woo, but it’s actually quite “logical” according to skeptics who experience it.

I’m also a writer – a real, genuine writer with a book contract even. I’m going to be writing a book about the therapeutic use of sound. But I decided not to start that until January – so this blog is a kind of warm up, a place to get in the groove, so to speak.

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12:30 and I just finished another green monster drink for lunch. I know that isn’t enough and it is not going to tide me over til dinner. But in this  moment I don’t want anything else. I guess I will pack some nuts and raisins in my bag and hope for the best.

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