Meals.. I hate meals.. I have thought about, bought, carried out, loaded, drove home, unloaded, washed and separated, put away, froze, defrosted, cooked, ate and then clean up and put away food for meals for 40 years with only a couple of breaks while I was having a baby.. Someone or everyone was home for breakfast, lunch, dinner and snacks all of those days. I don't care if I ever fix another meal! Yet now that it's just my husband and I, I still don't seem to get away without making meals everyday. We do go out more, and go away more than we ever did.. but there is still meals. I am tired of everything I make, and more tired of eating it and dealing with it. Who would ever have thought it could become such a burden to fix meals? Then of course I feel guilty because I have food in the house and many don't. It's crazy! I never thought I'd feel this way. Guess more than being home changes with retirement!