Sabbatical
After February, I just could not find time anymore to write, or read for that matter, or take any time for myself except for haircuts and a manicure once in a while. Taking care of Mike and the house, and all appointments and telephone calls to doctors and the like, the plants, the dog, the birds, took all my time.
But I am back! I found a little more than an extra hour in my day! Let me tell you what happened.
Time! Oh Joy!
Last night, after dinner, I thought: What should I do now? I can’t just sit down and read, there must be something I have to do. But there was nothing I could think of. And it was not yet time to get ready for bed! Wow!
My daughter-in-law had sent me a link to CHEFS FOR SENIORS in Raleigh. I checked them out and signed up! Once a week, a Chef comes to our house with all he needs to cook up a storm. He is here now, and this is his second week. Two days before he comes, I select three or four dinners from his extensive Menu list. He shops for all ingredients (my charge), and for an additional fee he creates 10 to 12 individual meals, enough for a week. He boxes them and labels them and puts them in the fridge. He then cleans up everything and leaves. The cost per meal is about the same as I paid for meals I used to order from restaurants with DoorDash or pick up from Donovan’s Dish.
And what a change in my daily life! I am gaining more than an hour by not having to think about where to order our next dinner, and what to order, waiting for the delivery, which is sometimes later than I ordered, dishing it up, heating it. And then after dinner the kitchen cleanup would be waiting.
Now, we can eat at 5:00 p.m. We have fresh meals with a variety of fresh vegetables, and not always overcooked broccoli from restaurants. An hour later there is nothing more to do. So we can have time together, Mike can go to bed earlier, and I have more than half an hour to myself at the end of the day. Soon, I will even have time to walk with Lani after dinner.
This must be it for today. The Chef is almost leaving and it will be time for our siesta. What a life!
Treasure Life! Stay well!
Until next time,
Ronny