Monday, January 12, 2015
Done before 7 (8)
I marvel at the families who have their supper ready before the chicks come home to roost and there's still daylight left in the day.
How do they DO that, and why?
For us here at the Tiny House, the routine is that we get home from work, relax a little bit, then decide what to thaw out and use as the starting point for our dinner.
We cook, 6 nights out of 7. This is a regular thing at the Tiny House. And it happens...late.
Mostly, dinner is ready at about 9, which we then serve up and go to the couches to eat. Much different from how it was when the kids were little, when I would cook for them first so they could eat before their baths at 7 and their bedtime at 7:30. I didn't mind the double cooking then, I would likely not mind it now if there were little ones around. The REAL break came after they were in bed, when I could have a glass of something adult-oriented and cook something children wouldn't care for, much.
For now, because the Things are man-sized and eat Real People Food, we start late and eat later. It works, and the kids like that schedule, so yay!
But tonight? Dinner is ready at 7, and now I don't know what to do with the rest of our night. How do folks just go RELAX after dinner, for hours? It seems odd. Even more odd are those who eat, then go DO STUFF for hours after dinner. I really don't get that. The predinner hours are for doing yo stuff. After dinner? SLOTH TIME, baby.
So tonight I'm conflicted. It's ready, or nearly so, right about the time that we'd normally start thinking about such things. It's almost as upsetting as going out to dinner!
Someone, hold me.
Had a nice talk today with someone who might like to hire me one day. Only the job title she used for the possible position was one that is below what I'd been told the position was for, and for sure at least one grade lower than I am now.
I'm not taking any job at any grade lower than I am now.
I'll hang out a shingle before that and see what the cat drags in.
Feeling ornery tonight. Maybe that's what the early dinner is all about.
What a rebel I am.