Last week I made macaroni and cheese and this week I made tuna noodle casserole, complete with Campbell's cream of mushroom soup and crumbled potato chips on the top. And they both tasted very good to me. I will restrain myself and not put their pictures in this blog. This is not a food blog, never fear, and the macaroni & cheese is long gone. Because this isn't a food blog, the tuna noodle casserole Isn't particularly photogenic. It just tasted good in a grade school sort of way.
What's the deal? Comfort food? Do I need comforting? I suppose I must. In about a month I won't have a job. In about a month, maybe a little longer, I'm going to move, possibly to San Diego, a place I've never lived before, and the only people I know there are my sister and brother in law. I have to find a place to rent there that will take three dogs. I'll have to apply for unemployment, and try to get them to let me train for a new career while I'm on it. Eventually, if not right away (my plans are rather fuzzy here), I'll have to look for a new job.... And every day before then, I have to go to work at a place I've worked for the last 22 years and pretend there's a point to everything I do, when we all know we're out of there.
Comfort food, indeed. There's nothing like too much pasta to squash those feelings down where they belong!
I had a bad day yesterday. I had plans to do all these moving-right-along things, and I didn't do any of it. I stayed in the house, with the curtains drawn, slept a lot, managed to get the dogs out, and that's about it. Then at night I drank too much wine, wrote in here and listened to some music that made me a little happier, don't ask me why. John Tavener, Ikons, and Richard Thompson.
Today was better. I took Noodle to the dog park this morning, got the mud off his feet after we came home (not fun, he wriggles), paid bills and worked on a budget, went grocery shopping with Molly, then cooked the above-mentioned tuna casserole as well as a pork roast, vacuumed, fed the dogs and took them out, watered what I still laughingly call my garden....
Why was it a better day today? I don't know-- would you believe the weather changed? It was windy, a cool wind, not the Santa Anas, and clouds in a brilliant blue sky. I'm so tired of the hot weather.
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