My Version of Eat, Pray and Love…and right now we are in the ‘eat part’

On this path..which probably will lead me to a small place between purgatory and Wal-mart…I have found that searching for the scissors has made a whole new part of me burst forth. Okay, over exaggeration. *clearing throat* I have found that finding all them scissors made me feel happy and a small part of my brain thought, “Hey maybe if you pulled EVERYTHING you have out of EVERY drawer in your house, you might find scissors.”

Drawers turned into cupboards and as you can see, this is what I am left with. All my stuff in a pile on the table, counters and floors.

So, instead of throwing my hands up in frustration as I go through the cupboards and find boxes of cereal that have 2 flakes or sugar coated goodness and yelling, “WHY? WHY CAN’T YOU ALL THINK TO THROW THE DAMN BOX AWAY WHEN THERE IS CLEARLY LESS THAN BOWL LEFT IN THERE!” I have decided to just ‘wash’ this once and do this with a open mind.

I was blessed with lots of cooking stuff as wedding gifts (and a kick ass pair of sheets that will never leave my bed) and I am going to organize all my cooking/baking stuff in the drawers that once housed all the food. I have more cooking STUFF than food on any given day anyway.

Where was I going with this? OH yes, this would be the ‘Eat’ part of my trip. When some people are lucky enough to go to Italy and eat food and gain weight…I am home and I am going to get my ‘eating’ area in order. Dinner at the table instead of everyone scattering to another room and scarfing down the food like a wild pack of animals. Okay, over exaggeration. *clearing throat* Instead of me hiding in the corner and inhaling my food.

More pictures as the day progresses.

Feel that? it’s the holy light of goodness shining on me….or it’s the pain meds kicking in.