DON’T MAKE ME DECIDE WHAT’S FOR DINNER!

I pretty much stayed glued to this computer all day, so much so that I bought a nifty table so I can stand and write because the experts say sitting all day will eventually kill me. Not too sure about that, but what does KILL me on a regular basis is deciding what’s for dinner.

After creating all day, although I enjoy cooking, the last thing I want to do is decide what’s for dinner. The protagonist of the book I’m writing now is a short order cook, and that’s what I want to be at 7pm in the kitchen. Just tell me what you want and I’ll whip it up, provided I’ve torn myself away from this computer long enough to go to the grocery store and have the ingredients on hand. But alas, my husband creates and decides all day too, and the last thing he wants to do is play diner.

In the grand scheme of dietary things, I guess it really doesn’t matter. It’s either chicken or fish, good carbs or no carbs, making our dreaded choices seem small.

The obvious answer is to get away from the computer more and save some of those creative juices for the kitchen, but this is me still sitting. Standing…Sitting again. Take out anyone?

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About Kim Boykin

Kim Boykin learned about women and their hair in her mother’s beauty shop in a tiny South Carolina town. She loves to write stories about strong Southern women, because that’s what she knows. Kim is an accomplished public speaker and serves on the board of the South Carolina Writer’s Workshop. She lives in Charlotte, North Carolina, with her husband, three dogs, and 126 rose bushes.
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