The mornings are both hectic and lonely. I wake up at the latest 5:30 (even then, I feel like I am running late), read the Bible and pound coffee, shower, and head out the door for a 35 minute commute for school. I try to be as quiet as I can to avoid waking up both my wife and my 18-month old son, Hunter. Rachel works from home and takes care of Hunter, and anything I can do to give her some extra sleep goes a long way. It’s a lonely push to head off to work.
So, how does my wife make this early morning routine just a little easier to bear? She mass produces breakfast sandwiches for me on Sunday afternoons. She lays out a half-dozen English muffins or bagels, scrambles a half-dozen eggs, prepares strips of cheddar cheese, and maybe sausage or ham if I have been extra good that week.
This goes a long way on our budget. Whenever I skip breakfast, I am much more likely to head to Bojangles or Chik-fil-A to eat there instead. $2-$4 a day for a meal adds up over the course of a week, and who knows about all the damage I’m doing to my body laying out greasy breakfast sandwiches on a regular basis. This is just one more awesome thing my wife does.