This week I've been off my feed, as my mother would have said. I'm going through another fairly major adjustment in diet, attempting to completely eliminate wheat for a trial period to see whether an intolerance may be the cause of some problems I've been having. (No, I don't have celiac disease. This, if it exists, is simply an intolerance and may be causing allergic skin reactions. Not life-threatening.) This has absolutely nothing to do with the contaminated wheat gluten in pet food, but take the two together and wheat's been on my mind all week.
Being hyper aware of an ingredient means that I overthink everything I think of eating. It's 4 pm, for instance, and I sometimes have a little snack around this time. So I go to the kitchen and... Woops, put back those Wheat Thins. How about an apple? Should have gone to Costco and got fresh ones; the old ones are pretty mushy by now. Well, then, a slice of cheese? That's probably okay, but doggone it, it just feels naked by itself. Okay, a slice of good cheese and a cup of tea. That's edible and takes the edge off my afternoon hunger, but it's not really satisfying.
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