If I can remember to cook something in the crockpot tonight while I cook something for dinner, then tomorrow's food will be ready before I go to bed. If I do that one night a week, then I can cook on the weekend to last through maybe Tuesday. And that covers most of the week.

Man, I was totally on top of efficiently feeding myself for a while there, but I have lost my grip on it. And I'm in a mood to eat take out until the kitchen is thoroughly cleaned ceiling to floor, so gonna be a while before I get back on that wagon, I imagine.

I am on a cooking jag lately. I made a huge pot of turkey soup on the weekend and a pot of veggie chilli yesterday. And tonight I made something else fro supper.

Of course, I am in semi-hibernation eat-all-the-things mode too, Which is a different issue.

I was just gathering up the day's trash off my desk to put in my garbage can for the janitors to cart away tonight. A wave of gratitude for people who clean up after me took me, and I thought of thanking them profusely when I saw them tonight. But then I remembered the suspicious looks I always get from them when I try to talk to them. A) I dislike being interrupted in my work routines by someone I don't normally interact with, and B) I get this nasty feeling of 'I am so grateful to the little people' noblesse oblige when I make a fuss over things. So a simple "thanks" and smile should suffice. Though they still do a "What? What?" double take.

We had biometric screenings this am as part of that insurance stuff. We can get like six or seven hundred back but it's based on how your numbers come out.

Mine, as usual, are all really good except for the one. I think this is the heaviest I've ever been. No wonder my knees have been hurting.

But the first person I ran into there was a guy I know who bikes 25 miles every day before work. (God knows what he does on the weekends.) Who is hopping mad because he will have to complete a weight management session because of course by BMI they pegged him as obese.

it's based on how your numbers come out.

Wow, our system doesn't base off the numbers--but there's not as much money at stake, either.

That is pure evil. The point of a group, an insurance pool, is not make me pay solely based on me. EVIL. Almost Koch Bros level evil.

Yay for employment offers!

For more efficiency in the kitchen with less dread of leftovers, some of you might benefit from the "cook once, eat twice" school of thought. One day's meatloaf and baked potatoes can become another day's shepherd's pie with not a horrible amount of effort and a bit of oven time. One way Daniel and I simplify our week's cooking is to cook some meat then use it a bunch of different ways over the next several days. Baked chicken leftovers can be used in salad, stir fry, soup, sandwiches, etc. on other days. With a freezer full of frozen veggies, mostly stir-fry blends, I can do a bunch of different flavors, adding whatever meat we have cooked, and different sauces - teriaki, peanut sauce, Ranch dressing, lemon and butter, Catalina dressing plus a few drops of hot sauce. If we find a good price on ground beef, we'll buy a bunch and cook it up all at once yeilding sloppy joes, spagetti, chili, burritos, a veggie-beef soup - all pretty fast and easy. Keeping lunch meat, imitation crab, or brats on hand breaks things up a bit so one doesn't get sick of the same meat at every meal.

If your numbers are out of whatever their range is, you can take an online course or something like that to still get the money. But yeah.

And seriously - I don't claim to be in great shape - I am clearly not. But I have low BP, low bad cholesterol, high good cholesterol, good LDL, good glucose levels. But I'm sure looking at weight and BMI the assumption going in is that I'm about to croak.

(Not just their assumption. Every time my foot falls asleep I convince myself that that last cookie just tipped me over into diabetes and I've got diabetic nerve pain and am about to lose my feet and my eyesight. It's possible I watch too much tv.)

But the first person I ran into there was a guy I know who bikes 25 miles every day before work. (God knows what he does on the weekends.) Who is hopping mad because he will have to complete a weight management session because of course by BMI they pegged him as obese.

That drives me bugfuck crazy. One of the main reasons (there were several) I stopped doing Weight Watchers was that my leader chided me for lifting weights because that would make me heavier.