Welcome back wheat!

Did you read the one about how I quite eating wheat and much to my extreme disappointment, it made me feel better? Did you see the one about the generic version of Zoloft being a really good thing? Did ya catch the over all direction things were going in?

Well, forget all that crap.

Meds are done only because I cannot afford to see a doctor to write me a note for more. Effects? Well, I don’t sleep much anymore/again. I had no idea, ever before in my life, what just sleeping for six or seven straight hours was like. Wake up peaceful, rested, slow and content. Amazing. I am still shocked. I never understood why so many people wanted to be in bed, asleep. I DOES feel good! Or, it did. Now, it is the same old four to six hours in two to three shifts per night.

Eat right? Sure. I loved that. It had fantastic effects on both the body and mind. It is easier to be clearer when, well, you are physically clearer.  It is also a hoop or two to jump through to avoid wheat. It is also costly to do same. Do you know how many meals you can have on less that 10 bucks of pasta? Not good for you wheat free or even some nice brand regular pasts but, that low end crap? Many. Many many meals.

Did you know there is a place between my house and the place I go to make freaking cold calls (to people that have only a few pennies more than I do, trying to sell them stuff they absolutely do not NEED) a place that GIVES AWAY bread? No, not wheat free or even some nice brand but, that low end crap that has been on a store shelf all but one day too long? Yes, give a way, free! Mixed with manager special about to spoil stuff in the meat department and I can eat for two days on what one loaf of wheat free bread cost me.

I don’t think it much matters what is good or not good for me at this point. Any eating is prolly better than not eating at all. Everyone keeps saying I look to thin. Maybe a few beers next and I will be plumb and not have to listen to that crap anymore.

So, Saturday during the garage sale I will be eating toast, dry of course, and tomatoes from my yard. Would rather eat them than throw away when having to move all this crap. Maybe I can give to the neighbor – they eat too after all.

As brief as it was, as much as I did not think it would matter, meds, diet, school, all these things helped. I wonder if I will ever be able to have any of them again.

Ant-Knee