A little over a week ago, I told you I was committing to a meal plan.
I was all for it. I sat down on Sunday and developed a detailed list. I knew what I was going to have for breakfast, lunch, and supper from Monday through Thursday. Everything was balanced. Everything was nutritious. I had such high hopes.
…no thank you.
I’m not a quitter. But I wholeheartedly admit defeat here. Meal planning is so not my thing.
I last until Tuesday night, maybe? Then I just felt like I was being forced to eat meals that I really didn’t want to. It’s not like the meals I had planned were atrocious and gross things like liver and onions or something (I’ve never actually tried them … the thought just is repulsive). It was filled with some of favorite items like smoothies, overnight oats, and wraps. None of them were taxing in the kitchen. I don’t think prep time for anything was more than 15 minutes.
I just don’t want someone (in this case, myself) forcing me to eat certain food. And no amount of airplanes noises helped either
So I changed my approach.
I revamped my daily plan. I developed one big list. I sat down again and did more brainstorming, writing down the most delicious meals in my limited repertoire. I listed them all. Then I referred to that list for the rest of the week.
The result was fantastic! When I came home from work each day, I already had a list of ideas scribbled down, waiting for me to pick something to eat. I tend to get into ruts with food … this is a terrific way of avoiding that. And the least amount of thinking at the end of the work day is always a bonus
Have you ever really wanted to like something and just couldn’t make it happen?
Have a wonderful day! We’re one day closer to the end of a short work week!