Cooking Dinner. Not.

So, how bad is it that I just. don’t. want. to. prepare. dinner. anymore?

Moms around the world, I salute you. Cooking every night for a family must be a grind like none other. I am starting to feel your pain.

For first few years Husband and I were married, it was kinda cool. Finding fun new recipes, cooking for two, sitting down together. But, lately, I just haven’t felt like it. Call it cooking burnout. Or, food fatigue.

Most nights we’ve been munching before the TV on whatever I can throw together from the fridge and pantry.

Husband can cook, when he feels like it. But, I don’t see him stepping up to the stove in my absence. If I don’t make something, he’ll settle (happily) for a bowl of cereal.

If I had my druthers, I’d just do what I did when single – not eat at all or grab something on the way home. (See: Does marriage make you fatter? Why, yes, it does.)

My cooking doldrums have been going on for two months now. And, my motivation is getting weaker every day. Stopping at the grocery story on the way home to pick up prepared food isn’t giving me a thrill. In fact, grocery shopping on any level is too much.

We dine out more now. But, it gets expensive.

What I really want is for the food to just magically appear. I’ve looked into private chef service. Pricey.

So, I suggested Husband cook at least one night a week. His answer? That’s possible.

Possible or probable? I replied. He laughed.

I’d have to give it a try and see, was his answer.

Somehow I think this idea isn’t going to go anywhere.

Husbands around the world – who have wives who cook regularly – take note. Say something nice to your partner at the dinner table tonight. You never know when it’s going to end.

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