It’s no secret that I love myself a good meal plan. I feel like my whole week is set up for success if I start Monday morning knowing exactly what I’m going to be putting on the table for dinner all week. Sometimes I even go so far as to plot out what Rob and the boys will take for their lunches – this usually involves ensuring there are a lot of leftovers from our dinners – AND I even do a rough sketch of what I’ll feed Matthew all week so I can be sure I don’t default to scrambled eggs and broccoli too often. Some weeks I’m only about seven breakfasts away from having all 21 meals planned, and that’s when I know I’ve taken things a little too far.
Then there are the weeks in which I plan nothing for any meal. That’s been the case for the past month. Once Thanksgiving passed I kept “forgetting” to meal plan, and then I was grocery shopping almost every day, and never knowing what to make or what would land in the lunch box the next day. Most of the time, living like that is such a waste of my mental energy, but sometimes it’s exactly what I need to jump start a winning dinner idea the whole family loves.