Remember this ad? Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful…
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It keeps ringing in my ears when I say this.
Don’t hate me because I don’t have to make Will’s lunch.
I think next to having him, this could be the single greatest thing that’s ever happened to me.
In the words of my sister, ‘You do know this is better than winning the lottery right?’ And oh yes. After three whole weeks of SK, I agree, this could in fact be better than winning the lottery.
It’s a bit complicated, but our awesome daycare, where Will spends before and after school, was able to offer a few kids the lunch that they used to get in daycare. $6 a day. Hot. Healthy lunch. NOT MADE BY ME. No thermos to clean. No planning.
What a year’s worth of his lunches would look like if I made them.
His awesome Scooby lunch box is now the perfect carrier for all of his Scooby guys. And I couldn’t be more thrilled.
I’m fairly frugal (I used to be way better) but I recognize things that I’m not good at or that I’m loathe to do. Cleaning and making lunch are two of those. I’m more than happy to pay to have someone else do them.
While I’m over here celebrating… tell me what domestic chore you’d happily give up to someone else for the right price??
I hate grocery shopping. And sock sorting. And I so forgive you for not doing lunches. xo
I would like to give up everything but food prep; lunches I’m okay with, but I hate dishes and floors and laundry and basically everything that doesn’t produce an outcome I can eat.
Could someone PLEASE do the vacuuming for me? I loathe all that action. (And you are soooooo spoiled on this lunch-gig, woman. Jealous as hell…)