Every
time I go home on furlough, which has been twice so far, the second thing I
most look forward to is the food. There
are so many things I miss. (A&W Cream Soda, Golden Grahams, Qdoba, etc)
When I finally make it back, my heart’s (or rather stomach’s) wildest
desires have come true. Instead of
taking a step back and thinking about what I am doing, I tend to indulge. When you take into account a busy schedule
and the lack of exercise equipment that I have in the US, it is a recipe for
disaster.
They
say that when freshman go off to university, they gain fifteen pounds. It’s the “Freshman Fifteen.” I really didn’t experience that, but I do
believe in the “Furlough Fifteen.” I’ve
gone through it twice now and it usually takes me about a year to recover. (i.e. lose the weight again) I won’t have another furlough for a while,
but I’m really hoping that I have learned from my past mistakes. Maybe my wife can keep me accountable. (She loves all that good stuff too!) Maybe God will work a weight loss miracle. Whatever the case, here’s hoping that future
furlough number three will not be like the former two.
Cory, I also fell victim to this during our time in the States. How about these alternate names:
ReplyDelete- The Deputation Dozen (do other mission organizations call it "deputation"?)
- The Stateside Seventeen (only works if you're from the US)
- The Home Assignment ห้าสิบ (for those really long and indulgent furloughs)
By the way, nice blog.
Very clever! Don't worry, a year from now, you'll feel just like new!
DeleteHahahahhahahhahahhaha. So, is this a first world problem, or a third world problem?
ReplyDelete... It is such a pain though. :)