I hate making dinner.

I was just sitting here at the kitchen table doing some work. Thinking about the fact that it's almost 7:00pm, and I haven't started dinner. After years and years and years of beating myself up, I think I have finally come to terms with the fact that I loathe figuring out dinner. And, I loathe making it even more.

It's not that I don't like to cook. I do. Give me an unlimited budget and unlimited time. Or, a holiday and I will have at it with pure joy and skill. But, on your average Wednesday night....after a long day at work...all I want to do is NOT make dinner. All I want to do is NOTHING.

And, 12 1/2+ years ago, that would have been fine. Skip making dinner. Let's eat cereal. Except that now I have this job called  "mom", and part of this job is feeding my children with good nutrition and calcium so that they will grow.

I am a planner in life. I am a total type A. I've been planning my son's Bar Mitzvah for a long time, and it's still 6 months away. But, not when it comes to dinner. I don't want to plan it. I don't want to cook it. And, I would rather hang out with my kids, do some work, write a blog entry or watch TV than deal with it.

My husband is the hero here. When he has time and isn't working late, he will gladly make dinner. It is so great. He figures out the meal, the sides, the sauce and how to prepare it. And, he's really good at it. But, it's that random Wednesday night (tonight) when my daughter isn't home from dance and my son is doing his thing and my husband isn't home yet..that I sit here procrastinating the inevitable. Dinner. It's now 6:59. Now, 7:03. Now, 7:07.

So, yeah....I am not cooking up homemade chicken soup tonight, or making a lamb stew. I am not making a noodle kugel or baking a cake. I am going to throw together some meatballs and spaghetti and a vegetable and call it a day.

Have at it family. And, thanks for accepting my flaws. 7:08




Comments

  1. I call spaghetti dinner with a veggie side a total win!! And that counts as making dinner!!! I also despise dinner making and grocery shopping. But for different reasons. My kids all like/eat different things at different times and I end up standing in the kitchen acting as a diner for hours.

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