My Lent Torture
For Lent this year I decided to give up eating out, or rather takeout food.
This is an excellent choice for me, because due to my own personal laziness, I eat out way too much. Almost every day. Sometimes twice. It gets expensive. It adds up really quickly. Plus it's not doing much for my health.
This is a different way of life for me, that is normal to most people. It wasn't always like this, I was married once and back then we just didn't have the money to eat out all the time, plus she cooked once in a while. If the food was there, I would eat and be fine. Since I got divorced I have fallen into the pattern of convenience. I got used to the quick and easy way.
So for the last ten days, I have had to make every meal I've eaten. Even if it's just throwing a can of soup into the microwave, it is a habit change. It's hard. I am also convinced that there are addictive chemicals put into takeout food because it's driving me absolutely nuts. I feel like I'm actually having withdrawal symptoms similar to when I quit smoking 10 + years ago. My body is going through some sort of detox. Some sort of change.
This is a true test of my will. I tried last year and failed after a few days. This year my faith is stronger and think I can get through it but the temptation is strong. When I leave work, I get into my truck and the devil whispers in my ear, "maybe you can stop and get a cheeseburger on the way home." I entertain the idea every time. I still drive by these places and the images play in my head of a delicious Big Mac, or a mouthwatering Baja Steak and Jack from Subway. I can see and smell the Chicken Teriyaki from Sarku Japan. I can't stop thinking about the Cheeseburger Basket from my local convenience store/sandwich shop.
Oh God, what have I gotten myself into?
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