I knew at the time I shouldn’t……but it was late, I was tired and coming home with the thought of having to turn around and start cooking dinner just wasn’t doing it for me. 
“Shall I get take-away?”
“No, better not, you know what it does to you”
“But, it’s late, I don’t want to face cooking.” 
“Don’t think about it, you know you can have something quick at home.” 
“Yeah, but can I be bothered” 
– and so the conversation in my head continued

Call me crazy, but I’m picking that you also have, what I call, “monkey chatter” going on in your head when faced with a dilemma ???

So, on the one hand I had the option of stopping and picking up a burger (yes….a veggie burger) and fries the other option being that I whip up something quick at home.  Let me add here that there were no other people involved so it wasn’t as if I had a family meal to get.  It was the thought of “whipping up something” that just wasn’t appealing.

Oh, what to do.  The trouble with fast food is that it really doesn’t “sit well” in my stomach over night…nothing dramatic, just end up with a “yuk” feeling but, even knowing this, the little devil in my head was putting up a really good argument and in the end she just wiped out the angel and forced me to swing the car into the nearest take out restaurant 5 minutes from home.

Mmmmmm, it was good.  The parcel was warm and the smell permeated throughout the car (“let’s hope the smell is gone by morning” said one little monkey in my head).

Needless to say I sat down and polished the lot off – not good – over-ate – feel yuk now – damn, why did I do that?

3.24 a.m. – Nope, just can’t get back to sleep…there’s nothing for it…will get up and have a cup of peppermint tea and see if that settles the tummy.
Oh, and while I’m up – I may as well do some vacuuming, or clean something, or watch a movie……..hey, I know, I’ll write a blog!

Fast food?  Please remind me next time…it’s so much better to cook my own.

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