Today is a big day, insofar as I woke up before 8. OK, that’s not the only reason: I actually had stuff to do today. And I’m not (even) counting posting Instagram pictures or writing beautiful blog posts like this one. No, I’m talking real stuff. Like, housekeeping stuff. Like, stay-at-home man stuff. You know, what everyone just loves doing, but I had no choice: I was indeed at home, while my wife was at work. I tried the “I have gym” excuse, but that only lasts for 90 minutes — and that’s if I stretch it out.
I’ll tell you how exciting my life has become. First, I had to get ice cream for a little dinner we (i.e. my wife) are throwing tonight for a couple of family members (on my wife’s side: she’s got more). For that, I had to go to Picard, the French frozen product chain that everyone envies us for (or should). Then, I had to get toilet paper because, well, you can guess that one. Surprisingly, I couldn’t find that shit (no pun intended) at the frozen product place, so this meant I also had to go to the local supermarket. And, to top it off, one of the energy efficient — and supposedly long lasting — lightbulbs in the kitchen blew up this morning, so I had to go to a home improvement store as well. Lucky for me, that one was right in front of the gym.
I finally left to go to said gym around 11:40 — best I could do — and stayed in there for a good 90 minutes. The thing is, I keep adding back, shoulder and ab exercises, so I’ll soon start claiming I’m a part time gym expert (the part where I don’t have to prove it). When I got out of there, a little after 1pm, I was understandably starving. I’d eaten some nuts and dried raisins before going in, but I guess my new regimen is so intense I’m a couple of weeks away from protein shakes (just kidding: I’d have to go to yet another store for that).
I still went through all my shopping list like a champ. As fast I could, too: the ice cream was melting in my backpack, and I was literally day dreaming of food. At some point, I walked by a chicken place and thought about grabbing some. I haven’t eaten meat since 2017, so you can easily imagine my overall state of mind there. As I was (finally) walking home, I passed by the bakery. And got myself the fattest (veggie) ciabatta they had. And then coconut flavored flan. And sparkling water: kept it reasonable.