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This is how it begins. It's a Monday morning. I slowly wake up to the realization that I didn't do a meal plan for the week. I didn't grocery shop. I'm too tired to make breakfast. And Dave is definitely not getting a lunch to take with him. <Sigh> I did so well for a month or so. I was so organized. Shopping was done. Meals were planned. But let me let you in on a secret. I hate meal planning. I hate standing in line on a weekend at the grocery store where even 9:00 at night looks like a Black Friday. I also hate not knowing what's for dinner and not having a plan. I get overwhelmed by the scope of recipes out there, by what's healthy and what isn't. I want to wake up, make breakfast, make lunch, have dinner plans ready. I also want to wake up and make sure everything is spotless. I want to train the dog and make sure he has enough exercise before I leave for work myself. I also want to pay our bills, do our budget, stop at the bank, the ...