I Am Not a Garbage Disposal!

[Guest guest]

Today in an attempt to reduce the stress in my life a bit, I drove to a town an

hour away, through gorgeous scenery, to visit an acquaintance who recently moved

to senior housing there. I took her to lunch at a place we'd both heard rave

reviews about. I ordered a sandwich, thinking I would split it with my toddler,

and then it turned out to have cheese melted all over it and she's lactose

intolerant. So I had to order something else for her and was left with SO MUCH

compared to what I've been eating. I ate a little of everything, but

truthfully, nothing was that great. It wasn't bad... Anyway, I realized I

wasn't truly hungry anymore and didn't think it would keep well, and besides,

why take something home for later when I wasn't that thrilled with it the first

go-round? I had a mild stress because of the high cost of lunch and " wasting "

food, but let it go and left. I can't recall doing that at a restaurant before

and I guess that's progress. Can't say it felt good, exactly... I felt kind-of

cheated.

Jane