One of the consequences of living by yourself is this: LACK OF FOOD.
I realized that 5 minutes after moving in. And reality sinks in each time my stomach rumbles. I have nothing to eat here.
This carries me through a cycle with several stages.
Stage 1 – Brainstorming
- Staring into space thinking What to eat? What to eat?
- Ransacking through my apartment
- Thinking I can order some food
- Remembering that I cant afford to order food
- Deciding to go out and get food
Stage 2 – Wandering
- Walking around the neighborhood
- Looking for a place to buy food
- Seeing something I like
- Wondering if I can get something else
- Moving on
Stage 3 – Decision-making
- Making sure that what I would buy is within my budget
- Settling to buy food that’s most convenient to eat at the time
- Going back home
I kept this cycle because I’m still saving up for a fridge. I keep thinking, I’m going to have better eating habits when I have stock and I can cook.
I have come to a point when I just need to put my foot down.
It. Has. Got. To. Stop.
Hence, I started a Meal Planner.
It’s difficult to think of meals that would help me have a balanced diet.
This is what I’m looking for in food:
The only way for me to save a bit is to plan my meals ahead instead of buying whatever comes to mind when I have a budget.
I wrote down some dishes to get me started with this.
With this meal planning, I’ll have to study how to cook.
Man, I’m sure this would be harder than I think.