Try PB sandwiches, open-faced, fried in bacon fat.

In all honesty I used to have these conversations with my wife. She would say, “Do you know what I ate today?” (I shrug) “Nothing, I was too busy cleaning and taking care of YOUR kids.” Now I have been busy at work… really busy, but I have yet to say that I have had nothing. Priorities are priorities. Plus who says we have to eat pb&j? Nobody put the gun to your head and said make pb&J for the kids and by the way you don’t get any. If I was a stay at home Dad, we would get food delivered sometimes, and maybe we would go out for a meal sometimes. I’d say to the waitress, “Cut my kids’ pb&j up into a dinosaur shape and take the crusts off please, and I’ll have my steak medium rare.” I’d mix it up and NEVER forget to partake.

All joking aside, this is sometimes a grass is greener scenario. As a guy who does eat out a lot on on other peoples dimes I can see how that might be looked at with some envy. In most cases it is pretty good, but when you aren’t paying you can’t often choose the company you are with or the subjects discussed. There are business folks I could go with who would love to buy me a meal to listen to them drone on about something I care little about for an hour. More than once I have intentionally avoided a free business lunch because I couldn’t bear the experience of bad company or boredom. On those days I wish I was home eating a simple sandwich with the kids. I think routine is the key; whatever your routine, I think we all need to break out of it once in awhile.