Sandwiches ahoy!

After all the hub-bub, I'm making sandwiches for my own husband now. He works construction (plumbing) and for the past year or so he's always had a microwave on the job site, so he'd take frozen dinners or leftovers. Before that I made sandwiches for his lunch. Now he's on a new job site without a microwave, so I'm making sandwiches again. And I'm looking forward to it.

I must admit that when I first started making DH's sandwiches a couple of years ago, I had a similar attitude to the lady who first brought up the subject. But my husband's argument at the time was that if I didn't make his sandwiches, he'd buy his lunch every day rather than take the time to make his own sandwiches. Our budget induced me to give in.

After a while though, I realized that he really did think the sandwiches I made him tasted better than any he could make. (He said it was because I added the secret ingredient... love!) Some of the other guys he worked with were jealous of the sandwiches he pulled out at lunchtime. Plus, it made him think fondly of me in the middle of his day. He used to say that he looked forward to my sandwiches all morning. So I'm looking forward to all that again. It's hard to add the "love" to a frozen dinner.

Even before FlyLady, I had a morning routine. I wake my husband up in the morning, then head to the kitchen and have his sandwiches made and in his lunchbox by the time he gets dressed and brushes his teeth.