purplecapuchinmonkey

I suppose it's lunchtime again.
Happens every day.
But then I have a decision to make. A choice. WHAT to eat?
What shall I eat?
Let's see, there's shrimp, catfish, tilapia (whitefish), a chicken nuggets and fries frozen dinner, hamburger, oatmeal, honey-smoked turkey slices, regular turkey slices, pancakes, canned soup, canned chicken pieces, cashew nuts, pecans, onion soup, barbecue sauce to put on the turkey slices, etc, etc,
Wouldn't it be so much simpler if I just ate the same thing every day?
Oh, there's also honey wheat bread and honey and peanut butter...
And there's sardines and packets of pink salmon.
Humm, de dum de dum de dooo...
I suppose I'm procrastinating.

Later: 12:11
I had four slices of the thin-sliced turkey breast on two slices of bread,
with garlic and barbecue sauce, then a couple of fig bars of the blueberry flavor.

Now it's nap time.

Later, 2:11
Eating a bowl of applesauce

He be gettin' late.
Mebbe feed with food.

So, what's for supper?
Peanut butter and honey sandwich? Sounds good.
I have to fix my own food, so the less work and the less cleanup, the better.
I live alone.
"All alone, am I, ever since your goodbye..."