“Okay. That looks beautiful!” I said as I stood next to my son Alex as we looked in the Tupperware drawer. It no longer housed plastic containers but, was now filled with only glass containers instead.
I looked over at Alex. “They say the glass containers are healthier to eat out of.”
Alex started to laugh. “How long have I been telling you that?”
“I know.” I shook my head. “I just never got around to changing them over.” I proudly waved my hand across the drawer, presently the neatly stacked square and round containers, showcasing my work like a prize on the Price Is Right. “But now that I have I’m happy we did.”
I pulled two out to put my lunch in for the next day. The smaller one got a scoop of yogurt in it while the larger one was filled with a salad.
‘I’m all ready for work tomorrow.” I said as I slid them in the refrigerator.
The next morning I was finishing my cup of tea while I filled my metal thermos with water.
Alex walked in the kitchen. “How’d you sleep?” He asked as he got his coffee cup out of the cabinet.
“Pretty good. How about you?” I placed the thermos at the bottom of my lunchbox before opening the refrigerator to grab my two glass containers with my lunch in them. “I’m ready to start using healthier food containers!”
I put them in my lunchbox before opening the freezer to get an ice pack. Once that on the top I zipped it up and went to lift it off the counter. “Wow!” I said as I quickly grabbed the lunchbox with both hands. “These glass containers really make a difference in the weight!” I was about to haul it over to where the rest of the work bags were.
“I suppose it would.” Alex said as he measured the coffee and placed it in the filter.
“I’m serious! This is really heavy!” Instead of placing it with the other bags I went down the hall to my bedroom. “I’m going to put it on the scale and see how much it weighs.” I called over my shoulder.
A few moments later I was back in the kitchen. “Can you believe this thing weighs six pounds!” I cried as I hefted it back on the counter. “Am I bringing lunch to work or a dumbbell to work out with?”
“Maybe it could be both.” Alex laughed. “Do a set of bicep curls, a few lateral raises and throw in some tricep kickbacks and you’ll get a pretty good arm workout before you eat lunch.” He looked over at me and raised his eyebrows. “You’re always complaining that you don’t have time to work out.” He pointed to my lunchbox. “You’re taking workout equipment to work with you now.”
I looked back at my lunchbox, picked it up with one hand, and lifted into a bicep curl. Placing it back on the counter I looked at Alex. “You might be on to something.” I hauled it off the counter and went to place it with my other work bags.
Putting my coat on I grabbed my pocketbook, work bag, laptop bag, and finally my new weightlifting lunchbox. “Okay.” I sighed as I adjusted some of the bags on my shoulder. “I think I’m ready to go!”
Alex followed me to the front door. “I’ll lock the door for you.”
“Thanks.” I turned around to give him a kiss on the cheek when one of my bag slipped off of my shoulder.
Alex pulled the straps back up for me and patted me on the shoulder. “You’ve got this.”
“I sure hope so.” I said as I switched my lunchbox from one hand to the other and did a quick bicep curl. “I’ve just got to remember to keep this lunchbox workout even on both my arms.”
Slice of Life 