At this point I rarely think about being vegan, it is what I am.  Label checking happens on it’s own, but not as often because I have a better sense of what I’m buying.  I’m getting the hang of ordering at restaurants, I can figure out how to cook anything in the microwave at work.   When I get hungry I know what snacks to get at the 7-11, I have an abundance of vegan cookies and chocolate in the house.  I drink my espresso with raw sugar when I run out of soy milk.  On a cold rainy tired night I have a secret stash of frozen ravioli for dinner.

I’m spending a lot less time wandering around looking lost at the super market, and know which stores will have which items.  Whole Foods shopping has been limited to a bare minimum.  Nearly everything I make for dinner is tasty.  This feels natural, it feels good, most importantly it feels right.  Which also leaves this blog in a lurch, as I am not constantly thinking of new vegan related topics, or if I do I now lack the energy to write about them.  I’m going to see how things play out the next couple of weeks, and post when I have the willpower.