Breathing out, then in again

whole chicken in the slow cooker

I am ready to take a breather. Last night, I sensed the creeping fingers of depression and fatigue. They tend to come after an eventful period. Even though it's good eventful, the mind and body need to rest.

Today begins a personal embargo, which involves not making any plans. Last time was a fortnight, but I'm taking a month now.

Though life is full of things I want to do, there are lots of little things I don't make time for. This is the time for those things to happen when the mood strikes. The intention is to do less, though somehow this ad-hoc approach means I end up doing more. But that's fine, so long as it feels like less, like relaxing.

This evening, I'm slow cooking a chicken. I've wanted to for a while, and the urge finally overwhelmed. Tomorrow, we'll have roast chicken, veggie & stock soup, and a stub of cheese. I must say, it's tempting to have a soft, bready dinner roll too.

On that note, foot's off the pedal with eating Primal now that we're better with our food, but I still prefer our "less bread, cake and cookie" diet. Coeliac testing week was an interesting experience. My tummy doesn't like it when I have too much... something. Gluten maybe, or sweets. Maybe certain carbs or starches? Sushi is pushing my buttons, but I can go to town on other types of rice.

Anyway, I'm not coeliac, and science says NCGS is nowt to worry about, but keeping the easy, fast, convenient wheat foods away has forced me to eat more veggies, fruits and fats. And eating more fats has made me conscious of picking healthier fats. Only time will tell if this is all just a crock of shit. :)

The house smells amazing right now, with that chicken bubbling away. I have to be up in a bit to take it off the boil, so good night, everyone.