I’ll admit, I’ve always been a list girl, and sadly I’ve killed more trees using post-its than any other paper product. Until the invention of post-it and lists apps that is. Now my need for order is a bit greener. Despite my overly enthusiastic organizational habits, or maybe because of them, I’ve always enjoyed those ‘screw it’ moments where you call out of work because the weather is just too nice, take a new way home, plan a last minute can’t-beat-this-deal vacation, or just drive around looking for somewhere new to explore.
With Celiac Disease the only way to do something unplanned is to be constantly prepared for the possibility of something unplanned. That sentence, and the experience, is mind-numbing. Obviously, this takes some of the fun out of it. Gone are the all day shopping trips where I just grabbed something in the food court. Stopping ‘somewhere’ on the way home involves massive web research. And Sunday mornings spent walking the city only works within a radius of a restaurant that serves gluten-free brunch. The irony is, I used to go for long periods of time not eating without a problem – it’s amazing how the idea of lunch can be forgotten in Sephora. Now though, I get dizzy if too much time goes by trying on shoes, and it has nothing to do with the height of the heel.
I try not to let it take the joy out of the unexpected, but it’s just not the same when I require a gluten-free granola bar in my pocket at all times. It’s a tether to the everyday that I’m trying to escape; a literal weight that I can never unload. I admit, for a while that load felt very heavy, but I've since discovered that it's all in the way you carry it. Countless bags of varying designer quality help, as do the shopping trips they require. And lets face it, even a planned shopping trip has its fun.
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