I have to confess that I kind of love fast food. Mmm, salty French fries and a Dr. Pepper get me all the time. Those brightly-colored restaurants call my name incessantly…
Come on, you know it’s getting late and you really need to get the kids down for a nap as soon as you get home. There’s nothing to eat at home anyway. You can spend less by splitting the kids’ food [what a deal!]. You’ve been working really hard lately and you deserve a reward.
Like most of you, I know that it’s not good for me, and it’s also not cheap. A lot of it really doesn’t even taste good, either. So this past summer, I determine (a) that we were going to go a lot of different places and do a lot of different things and (b) that we were not going to eat fast food.
I have good news to report: even though we went many places and were gone for many mealtimes, we didn’t eat fast food*! I can confidently say that we’ve conquered the fast food habit. I can count on one hand the times we’ve eaten an unplanned fast food meal since the beginning of summer, and I am really excited about my progress in this area! Much like my newfound laundry habit, I really want to shout to the world about the progress we’ve made in this area, so I hope I can encourage any of you who might have the same goal.