That's pretty much a rejection of what I hold dear: scratch cooking, real ingredients, support from the home team.
I keep telling myself, If I only had more sleep. If only I could get some time alone. If only, if only...
Yet the more I get, the less I am satisfied. For me, another nap is not the solution.
I'm putting myself in the Better Wife Boot Camp and begging for an extra measure of God's grace.
Can she fake it till she makes it? Stay tuned.