One of the pitfalls of working from home for me is remembering to feed myself lunch. More often than not, what ends up happening is that I get hungry around 1 pm, but then get distracted. Then, around 2:30 my brain stops working and I end up mindlessly shoveling crackers or a granola bar into my mouth until I regain my cognitive powers. It is not the best system.
When I was in Portland last week, I took notice of how my mom eats lunch. Some days she eats leftovers from the night before. On days where no such riches exist, she just grabs a piece of fruit, cuts up a couple carrots, and pulls some cheese or hummus out of the fridge. It’s easy, flexible, and is an approach I’ve decided to steal.
Today when I found myself overwhelmed with hunger, I sliced two carrots, peeled an orange, opened a box of crackers, and rummaged for cheese. Hooray for eating lunch!