A few months ago, T and I made a decision to trade a little extra income that we didn’t really need for a significant increase in quality of life. This meant that T went to part time, doing a little freelance work, and managing the household. What this meant to me is that sometimes now, even on work days amidst deadlines and meeting prep, a plate of carefully crafted french toast (or pancakes) garnished with fresh fruit and topped with real maple syrup suddenly, even magically, appears at my side in the mornings.
There are many other changes in our lives as a result of this decision. We have more time for exercise, for relaxation, for the outdoor adventures that we love, and also, french toast. I am so grateful for morning french toast magic!