I thought this place was going to be like a pub (Ian likes good burgers). It is not. It is fancy. There is a "cork fee" with wine. This is a new thing for me but I think it's like the Seinfeld episode where Jerry is buying a car and Putty charges him $500 for the keys: Jerry "500 for KEYS?" Putty "you want to drive the thing don't you?"
It's not the fanciness that's making me anxious it's the having to eat thing. Have looked at the menu and found a couple salads that look good. This is still not quelling my anxiety. Going out sounded SO FUN last night when we made these plans and right up until a couple minutes ago when I had breakfast, ate more calories than I think I should have, and now we are in freak-out. In addition to being anxious, I am now mad because I want to have FUN going out, not be a little bundle of nerves.
I guess my (completely unrealistic eating disordered fear) is that I will plan to eat a salad + some veggie sides, yet get force-fed the mushroom pasta or something else equally fattening, which will lead to wanting to purge, which is the most un-fun feeling in the world to sit through.
maybe she's born with it, maybe it's chlorine
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disclaimer: PhD not MD