Day 5 started off like any other day - alarm goes off...we ignore it....alarm continues...Laura (my wife) hits snooze....alarm goes off - snooze again and then, "Holy Crap! We gotta get up!"..."What? Already?". Unfortunately, I didn't have time to sit down and eat my precious oatmeal, tortilla and egg, so the uncooked oatmeal was thrown into a sandwich bag and lugged along with the remainder of my lintel/rice mix and two cold but cooked potatoes with some margarine. My stomach protested at it's empty state, as I dragged my 4 year old, also protesting, out to my truck for the usual week day commute.(to the right is a pic of a project we're working on - this is for the boy in you that still thinks big equipment is cool...AND, the contents of this picture does not make me hungry.)
I get to the job site trailer and quickly eat my now microwaved oatmeal which seems to satisfy me for a while. Three hours later I ate 1/2 cup of lintels and 1/2 cup of jasmine rice mixed with barbecue sauce I pilfered from the trailer's refrigerator. The sauce made the meal fairly decent and a bit different than the three days prior. Next, I had an already cooked potato with margarine to top all this wonder off. Later that afternoon on my way home I began to get irritable and felt starvation coming on (my definition of starving anyway - which is more than some twit complaining about hunger pangs arising between an all-you-can-eat buffet and dinner at Outback Steakhouse - but much less than some poor man who lives in an Indian shanty town). I couldn't wait to get home and devour some more of them dee-licious lintels or maybe another tater...
(Below is a picture of my cool boots I get to wear because I'm in construction - for your enjoyment, envy and to keep my mind off of food...)
I arrived home in a fit with one thing on my mind only - FOOOOOOOD!!! Similar to a vampire desperately hunting blood to ease it's pain. I shoveled down a portion of 'fried rice' my wonderful and understanding wife taught me to make and immediately felt a little better. EVERYTHING around me in the kitchen looked incredibly savory, so I had to remove myself from the room entirely in order to control the ravenous beast I had become (and still am.) Later in the evening I ate another potato and gulped down the remainder of my green ice tea I made several days previously... Man, I really came close to scrapping the entire 30 day thing - and almost stuck my head in the garbage can to extract anything edible - okay, I'm being a bit dramatic, but I really did think about falling off the wagon.
(Above is a picture of me in my on-site trailer office pointing out something I know which is obviously very important. I know this has nothing to do with this adventure except that it is me, and I enjoyed myself doing it...)
Later that night after completing my 'to do' task, I had a tortilla with a dabble of pinto beans. I felt a little sick and wondered if I'd have enough protein in my diet. I still felt sick with a little discomfort in my intestines, as I layed down in bed to sleep....slept pretty well regardless.
I arrived home in a fit with one thing on my mind only - FOOOOOOOD!!! Similar to a vampire desperately hunting blood to ease it's pain. I shoveled down a portion of 'fried rice' my wonderful and understanding wife taught me to make and immediately felt a little better. EVERYTHING around me in the kitchen looked incredibly savory, so I had to remove myself from the room entirely in order to control the ravenous beast I had become (and still am.) Later in the evening I ate another potato and gulped down the remainder of my green ice tea I made several days previously... Man, I really came close to scrapping the entire 30 day thing - and almost stuck my head in the garbage can to extract anything edible - okay, I'm being a bit dramatic, but I really did think about falling off the wagon.The 6th morning left me rushing out the door with 4 year old in tow again - only this time, I forgot my oatmeal and my lunch! Since food is one of the top 10 things on my mind at all times now, it didn't take very long for me to realize my mistake. Another thought crossed my mind which I quickly squelched - "oh darn, I have no food and eating is essential to surviving....hmmmm, guess I'll have to go somewhere and get lunch." Instead, I ate two bags of instant oatmeal I had 
left in my desk a few weeks back, a few grapes and some watermelon given to me by a very kind co-worker who insisted I had to eat. Am I still on the $30.00 for 30 days track one may ask? Why, yes I am, thank you very much. Since then, I've placed an equal amount of my oatmeal in a plastic bag and removed it from my food reserves and will eat two cups of dirt to rid my taste buds of the grape and watermelon exquisiteness - then I'll lay down under a bee hive covered in honey for a complete hour and walk to work barefoot in the snow with a backpack full of hungry wolverines. No really, the oatmeal in a bag thing is about all I can think of - feel free to give me other ideas of reasonable punishment...
left in my desk a few weeks back, a few grapes and some watermelon given to me by a very kind co-worker who insisted I had to eat. Am I still on the $30.00 for 30 days track one may ask? Why, yes I am, thank you very much. Since then, I've placed an equal amount of my oatmeal in a plastic bag and removed it from my food reserves and will eat two cups of dirt to rid my taste buds of the grape and watermelon exquisiteness - then I'll lay down under a bee hive covered in honey for a complete hour and walk to work barefoot in the snow with a backpack full of hungry wolverines. No really, the oatmeal in a bag thing is about all I can think of - feel free to give me other ideas of reasonable punishment...(Above is a picture of me in my on-site trailer office pointing out something I know which is obviously very important. I know this has nothing to do with this adventure except that it is me, and I enjoyed myself doing it...)
That afternoon I started feeling a bit off physically. Actually, I felt a little sick and began to smell the scent of jasmine rice everywhere - which is definitely not become a positive thing for me. At home I saw a drink from Zaxby's sitting on the kitchen counter and nearly went through the trash can for leftovers AGAIN! I quickly extracted myself from that evil room of cookery with a bowl of pasta mixed with cucumbers and tomatoes from our garden. I felt better but was still hungry. I decided now was a good time to get out of the house and complete a task off our home 'to do' list - especially after Laura told me, she and Ben were having pizza for dinner. I honestly didn't know if I could contain myself if I stuck around. Also, did I mention that fatigue is part of the mix now?
Later that night after completing my 'to do' task, I had a tortilla with a dabble of pinto beans. I felt a little sick and wondered if I'd have enough protein in my diet. I still felt sick with a little discomfort in my intestines, as I layed down in bed to sleep....slept pretty well regardless.(To the right is a picture of Ben's Club House, which I placed on concrete blocks and an OSB Board the evening of Day#6 to keep my mind off of food...I still have some work to do on it, BTW - right now it reminds me of a Louisiana fish camp...)
Next: It's only noon and Day #7 has already proved to be a challenge to say the least...
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