I rarely ever come home for lunch, and when I say rarely I mean, maybe once every 6 months do I come home to eat lunch. I use lunch-time as a time to get away from work and the house and go eat with some ladies from work, or pick up lunch and take it back to the office and do online shopping or something. I live all the way across town from work and when you get used to not having to drive long distances that 10 minute drive home just doesn't seem worth it when you can drive 3 minutes and pick up some yummy chicken that you didn't have to make yourself. One of my goals this year is to not eat out as much, which means seriously decreasing the number of times I eat out during the week instead of coming home for lunch.
Today was easy - I had a chiropractor appointment across town so going to the house afterwards was easy. I was greeted by to my two precious animals who as I am typing are staring at me
I'm not sure why I don't come home more during lunch. I get to spend time with my pets in the middle of the day and throwing something together to eat isn't that hard. Plus Gilmore Girls is on - how can you beat that? Now I'm reminded why I love coming home for lunch.
Which makes me think about life in general. How many times do we do something like volunteer our time to help a local charity and we love it at the time, but we don't devote more of our time to doing it because at the time you sign up, spending your Saturday doing something like that is the last thing you want to do. But the feeling after you do it is wonderful. For me, I can also compare this to running. I once ran avidly - every day - rain, sleet, snow, shine - it didn't matter, I just ran, and I ran a lot. Now when I get home putting on my running clothes is the last thing I want to do, but on the days I do go run it is wonderful and I never regret going for a run. Just like I won't regret coming home for lunch today.
Maybe I will remember that when I get home this afternoon and am not wanting to go run.
Plus coming home for lunch, I won't feel so guilty about stopping at Starbucks on my way back to work.
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