Rosa makes dinner and leaves it on the stove every day at 4pm when she departs for the day. We are always urging her to make more vegetables, so she often makes a salad to accompany the meal. As much as I believe in the healthy benefits of salad, I tend not to think of it as real food, and I often avoid it or put it off until last.
The problem with that is that then I'm full and I really don't want it.
Today I skipped my salad. But I'm afraid that Rosa will come to work tomorrow and say, "Why didn't you eat your salad?" So right now, at 10:45 pm, when I should be going to bed, I'm going to go and force myself to eat a heaping bowl of salad.
Life is full of unpleasant tasks.
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