19: Snack Attack

19: Snack Attack

From Chicken Soup for the Soul: The Multitasking Mom's Survival Guide

Snack Attack

Red meat is not bad for you. Now blue-green meat, that’s bad for you!

~Tommy Smothers

Have you ever had one of those days where you have a plan, you are working so hard, you are checking things off the task list and things are flowing just fine, and then suddenly it all slides right through your fingers like sand?

I was at my computer, mid-morning on a weekday, mind on task, tapping away at the keyboard when the phone rang. The familiar voice of my husband spit out the words, “Are you trying to kill me or what?”

Take one step back. That morning, I had gotten up nice and early to make healthy lunches for the three of us and even packed a snack of bread, peanut butter, jam and a tea bag for my husband. We had discussed that he’d save a few dollars a day at the cafeteria if he brought his own lunch. All good intentions. I even gave him a tiny container of sugar for his tea, which I pinched from our camping supplies.

Back to attempted murder… I had no idea what I could’ve done. It turns out the bread I had sent was moldy, and not just the white fuzzy beginnings of mold, but the green-blue variety. This also meant his lunch sandwich could be moldy, which also meant my son’s sandwich at school would be suspect. So he chucked the bread and just made himself a nice cup of tea. Then he took one sip of his tea with two teaspoons of — wait for it — SALT and gagged, spewing tea all over the table. I must have grabbed the camping salt! Not only was his morning less pleasant than usual due to my irresponsible family care, but I broke into an unstoppable fit of laughter on the phone when he told me all of this, which didn’t help. Then, realizing the time, I quickly snapped out of it and said, “Gotta go!” I slapped together a quick bologna wrap for my son and slipped over to his school to make the sandwich switch before the lunch bell.

The result of all this nonsense was a family conversation the next day in which we decided that lunches would be made the night before so as not to be rushed and that we would also take turns. It’s been a wonderful change for Mom… and no rotten episodes since.

Sometimes I think I’m really putting “for better or for worse” to the test!

~Brandy Lynn Maslowski

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