So... I've been working from home since December 1'st... and still no lunch. There were the holidays, my birthday, I was sick for a couple of weeks... the violins could go on forever. My husband never once asked me to make his lunch during this time either... I just felt a tiny twinge of guilt in my stomach when he woke up at 3:30am every morning (back when I was working he woke up between 9am- 10am... a lot easier to make lunch for him then) and I kept sleeping.
So today marked a new day. The alarm went off at 3:30am... and I got up, pulled a hooded sweatshirt over my zombie body, and did a penguin waddle to the kitchen.
Once the light hit my eyes and I got some coffee in me... I actually started to feel pretty awake. Check out the salad I made for him.
Chopped Serrano Chilies, Crumbled Gorgonzola Cheese, Pepito Seeds, Sliced Jalapenos, Pine Nuts, Chopped Cilantro, and Diced Yellow Bell P- and all on top of a bed of fresh spring salad and spinach leaves.I then proceeded to make a homemade vinaigrette. Dude... 3:30am is my time!
After he left, I did my devotions, had another cup of coffee, and decided to make some blueberry pancakes for breakfast.
Although they tasted good, the presentation on those weren't so good- so no pictures there :)
This is my goal. I'm going to keep waking up with Danny every morning at 3:30 to make his lunch. Heck- it's not even 7am and I've accomplished so much