… I cooked for my family for 20+ years and I got tired. Tired of the work of shopping, prepping, cooking, of fighting the constant requests for junk food, and listening to the complaining when I wouldn’t give in. So, I gave up. I retired. I walked away from the kitchen.
I ate whatever was easy. If my husband cooked, that was great, but if he didn’t, I ordered pizza or ate a peanut butter sandwich, because… easy.
So, here we are, 4ish years later, and I’m still tired. But now I’m tired because my body isn’t getting the fuel it needs to flourish.
I’ve gained a few pounds, but that’s not the issue. The issue is how I feel and I feel like crap…