After work I stopped at Kroger and bought two Healthy Choice frozen dinners.
R. and I came home from work around the same time and retired to our private sanctuaries (in front of our respective computers) whilst Grayson slept.
Around 7ish Grayson awoke, R. came downstairs, I finished typing.
R. got a frozen dinner out to defrost and said, "Thanks so much for making dinner tonight."
And meant it.
Buying a frozen dinner now constitutes "making dinner."
I am so incompetent as a housewife.
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Sometimes, getting everyone fed really is an accomplishment. It's OK.
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