Haberdashery

Eating at school is an unpleasant experience. I do not say this lightly as I LOVE EATING.
At this point, I wish I could not get hungry so I wouldn't have to experience the haphazard eating, the
joyless stuffing of my face, the mad dash back to the library.
On the one hand, I would love to have a relaxed lunch for a full 45 minutes. Even 30 minutes, GREAT!
Then on the other hand, I love my job, so I don't feel bad going back.
I just intensely dislike this new eating habit.
15 minutes, 20 tops.
Heating up my food, wolfing it down, barely tasting it. Feeling gross when I am done.
Such a sad sad lunch.

This is the pace of my whole day, until I hit my pillow at 9 or 9:30pm. Because even when I get home, there are dogs to walk, dishes to wash, library planning, garden chores. Luckily, the garden chore part is slowing down. And my beau has taken over cooking duties, freeing me up for about 1 hr of unwind time. Much. needed. unwind time.

Vermont is more than a new place to live. It is a lifestyle.