I admit it, I'm addicted to restaurant food. It works directly against both my sensible goals of saving money and losing weight. Unfortunately, the closer it gets to dinner time all I want is anything but what I have at home. I not only love the food at restaurants, but the whole experience. No shopping, prepping, cooking or clean up. Plus I get to sit and have a face to face uninterrupted conversation with my husband. We have a small apartment, and there isn't room for a dinner table so the formality of an actual table and chairs feels decadent. Sometimes I just really need that bit of fun and escape mid week. The worst part is I'll settle for takeout just so I don't have to face the whole dinner preparation situation. I realize that I could save a ton of money and have a larger condo that does fit a table if I could just embrace fixing dinner at home. Even assembling things purchased from the grocery store would be a huge improvement.
This is why my husband and I have agreed next week to make dinner at home Sunday through Thursday. (Well, who are we kidding I go out to dinner on Fridays.) I'm already nervous, but how bad can it be? I've thought of a million reasons why it won't work out, but I do love a challenge so lets see how it goes.