I’ve been trying and mostly succeeding at planning my meals in advance, well, for 255 days. There have been spurts where the plans didn’t happen or where I deviated, but in general it’s worked.
My usual method is to go through recipes and to work out a general 2-3 week cycle. There’s usually one big trip to the supermarket and then a few smaller trips here and there to get ingredients that I’ve either forgotten or that just won’t hold up for that long a period. I wrote everything out and slapped it on my fridge.
But for Christmas I requested an actual Meal Planner and got it. Same thing really as the ripped out pieces of paper, but my hope is that it’ll help me have a better sense of how things work out and help me keep track of what goes on my meal rotation.
I did not do so well for the holidays. I knew I’d be going off plan and I was fine with that, but once again I forgot about all the leftovers and all the food-related gifts. I was off work and let’s just say I lost all self control. Again. Because I guess that’s what I do. There was a 7 -pound weight gain.
And here’s what’s frustrating: even as I indulged, I knew I would feel terrible, but that didn’t stop me. I just did it.
Finally, I cleared out everything either by bringing to some parties or to work. The rest got tossed. I am back on the journey. Again. Because I guess that’s what I do.