Am I Brave Enough?

I mean- Can I really do it?

I am almost afraid by writing these words, I am setting myself up for failure. I know- it must be done...

We need to stop eating out...

I know you've heard me complain about the food here in Havre, so why do we eat out so often?

1. It's fast. With Jason in night classes, and me getting off work at 5 pm- we're usually pretty hungry when I come home. We don't have a lot of time so we go out.

2. We are indecisive. Between the three of us, we usually cannot decide what to eat until we're so hungry that our tempers are flaring.

3. No dishes. Is there anything nicer than tossing your plates in the garbage when you're done instead of washing them, the pans, the silverware after eating? Or just leaving them on the table for someone else to take care of? I think not.

4. I am a terrible cook. I am not kidding. I try to make thrifty meals or homemade stuff, and Jason hates it. Oh, he'll eat it, because like I said we're too hungry at that point, but of course it won't taste as good if I make it.

5. It's something to do. In a tiny town (where all the businesses close before 7 except walmart and fast food joints.. oh and bars, but that's not a problem for us.) eating out provides some entertainment.

6. I am lazy- yes there it is. I admit it... I just don't want to do it. Any of it. I don't like planning the menu, cooking the food, serving the food, doing the dishes yada yada yada... Go ahead and judge me, I don't care! I sometimes wish I could be a stepford wife complete with remote!

So there it is- Sometimes there are battles in our lives that must be fought and won: demons to conquer and foes to slay! This is my battle (and at the risk of sounding a little to melodramatic) I WILL NOT BACK DOWN! I WILL NOT BE DEFEATED! I CAN DO THIS!!! (cue theme music--)