tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855802737317865685.post6531613578939893235..comments2024-02-24T15:58:56.712-08:00Comments on The Good Typist: Beauty Breathes: My Empty Soulless Childless Existence, The Insufferable Smugness of Earth Mothers, Feminist Class Divides, and Cheese from a CanKristen McHenryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03467256747399406710noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855802737317865685.post-59863156449973868192010-11-15T21:55:12.384-08:002010-11-15T21:55:12.384-08:00I really relate, Dale! The whole concept of meal p...I really relate, Dale! The whole concept of meal planning is unfathomable to me. I get home around 6:30 most nights, and have usually just shoved a salad into my mouth around noon while working at my desk, so I am hungry, and tired, and I need to get some writing in and some clean-up done, and the last thing I want to commit to is an hour and half to two hours of cooking, prep, and clean up when Mr. Typist and I can just as easily grab something from the deli down the street or pop out for some quick Teriyaki. It's just not worth it for me for to make the effort or have to think ahead. Now, when I was unemployed for five months a few years ago...I had all kinds of time to think about meals, and actually cooked sometimes. Now...not so much.Kristen McHenryhttp://thegoodtypist.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855802737317865685.post-6491506213803191442010-11-15T08:38:55.177-08:002010-11-15T08:38:55.177-08:00I think not being able to cook (also true of me) i...I think not being able to cook (also true of me) is part of a larger social breakdown, of not being able, in our personal lives, to plan ahead. The stumbling block to cooking for me has nothing to do with complexities or costs or talents. It's the mind-numbing thought that 12 hours before cooking them, which is an hour before eating them, I will need to put the black beans to soak. That means knowing, not to mention committing to, having the beans for dinner the day before I actually do. And that mode of thinking, which my grandparents were in all the time, is to me terribly foreign and frightening. How do I know that I'll want beans tomorrow? What if I don't? How can I hold all that planning in my head without it exploding?<br /><br />I have been struggling to recover the planning-and-executing mode, even though it regularly panics me, because I'm convinced that my financial and emotional freedom actually lives there. If I can get to it.Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14523194846272870013noreply@blogger.com