Occasionally, what I do for a living improves my real life. In this case, meal planning. I am a meal planner. I do most of the weekend cooking and I usually wing it. But during the week, the cooking is shared among my husband, nanny and (on a rare occasion) me. [...]
Funny how one wishes for more storage. I’ve often thought and said, “My house has NO storage” or “Boy, if only we had another closet.” Really I should have been wishing for someone to come and smack me upside the head for holding on to a bunch of shit we don’t need.