It’s Sunday evening (8:10pm, to be precise) and for the first time in weeks I feel ready to take on the upcoming week energized and not stressed out feeling that I didn’t accomplish everything that I wanted to over the weekend. I think there are two types of “weekend people” — some people use the weekend to relax, and just recuperate from a tiring work week, and some (crazy) people view the weekend as the only time they can really get stuff done. I definitely am in the latter group, and sometimes drive myself crazy trying to get through a to-do list of about 45 things (for Saturday morning). I’m often left feeling like I have wasted my weekend if I sleep in (seriously, if I’m still asleep at 7am on Saturday morning…panic). Just “taking it easy” ain’t really my thing, and staying as organized as possible is what gets me through it, and meal planning has definitely become my saving grace throughout the week. Nothing like having a rough day at work, then coming home to a hungry husband, a fridge full of random food, and no idea what to cook. I’m lucky that I loooove Jonathan’s cooking, but I also loooove to cook myself. Enter: weekly food shops & meal planning.