Tuesday, 27 January 2009

Husband has just rung to say he won't be home for dinner , that he's going out with 2 colleagues to a Thai restaurant for dinner. I find myself wondering 2 things ....

1. What it must be like to come home to a meal all prepared for you any evening you want
2. What it must be like to be able to decide at the drop of a hat not to eat that dinner but to choose an alternative

I'm trying to remember back to when I was working and both the boys were little , about whether I ever just rang home and announced alternative dinner plans and I can safely say I never did. I'm also wondering what it must be like to drift from day to day without ever having to load up a supermarket trolley or wonder what on earth to cook or who might help the boys with their homework. All this wondering isn't doing me any good and anyway , got to go , I can hear the pasta boiling over downstairs.


  1. Hi Claire! You've been tagged- pop on over to my blog to see what to do. :o)

  2. claire-i sooo hate the chore of thinking what to cook and then cooking it !