The postcards lend an organizing principle to the most hectic moments of my day. They give me something to think about while I jockey Oreos and baby carrots, claw my way into a Ziploc pack of provolone and scrub grape jelly off the sash of my bathrobe.
Every Sunday, I spend a few hours preparing fresh, healthy meals for the week ahead. This habit saves me time and money overall. If all of my lunches are made in one setting ahead of time, I don't have to rush to prepare food during the busy morning hours or foot the bill for ordering out.
It's a mere few weeks into the school year and I'm already dreading lunch. What's more stressful is a tossup: the caffeine-enhanced frenzy of packing lunches at the crack of dawn or the frustration of opening my daughter's lunchbox at the end of a long school day to find it completely untouched.