04/09/2026
I am officially retiring from the “What’s for dinner?” committee.
How many times have you looked at the clock, realized it’s 6:00 PM and felt that immediate spike of panic because no one else in the house seems to notice that humans need to eat?
For years, I lived by the unspoken rule: If I don’t figure it out, no one will.
But here is the truth: Their hunger js not your emergency.
When we constantly step in to save the evening, we aren’t just being helpful, we are reinforcing the idea that we are the only ones responsible for everyone’s basic survival. You are a person with your own needs and your own exhaustion, not a restaurant that never closes.
It’s time to trust that the other capable humans in your house can figure out a sandwich.