Menu planning. Meal prepping. Cooking.
Menu planning. Meal prepping. Cooking.
Menu planning... It just seems to go on and on.
It takes quite a bit of effort to get all three meals in order, day after day. See those salads in jars in the fridge? I made those last night at like, 9pm. I'm proud of myself for doing it, even though I had been busy all day long and just wanted to snuggle a little longer on the couch with my husband. And heck - I'm sure that I could have planned out my week a little better so that I could have avoided assembling salads so late. Actually, I know that I could have.
It's hard to let go of years of habit. My habit was to say that I was going to make lunches for the next day and then weasel out of doing it. I would then have to buy lunch out which is not only expensive, but also meant that I was eating as many calories in one meal as I should have for the whole day. Day after day, that really added up. And here I am now with a BMI of obese-point-three and size 14 pants which "shrunk in the wash."
I love the new contents of my overstuffed fridge (does anyone want to buy me a second fridge!?). I love tasting healthier, home cooked meals. I love eating with my husband at the actual dinner table, rather than on the couch.
It's worth it, all of the effort that it takes. I'll get used to it, I'll build up a more efficient routine... it will become easier.