I came home last night and found this gorgeous feast spread out before me: White bean gremolata, boiled beets, turmeric rice, baby turnips braised in lemon juice, garlic, and olive oil, and frizzled kohlrabi greens. It was magnificent. Best of all: When we were done with dinner, I threw in about half of the leftovers, then just added some carrots and radishes, cut a few weird shapes out of the beets, drizzled some ginger-scallion sauce and the garlic-ginger soy sauce I used for Monday's eggs onto the rice, and my bento was complete!

I’ve had three 5:30 am wake-ups this week, and I’ve been doing my damnedest to go to bed early enough that I’m not a shambling mess in the morning. I got 8 hours Sunday night, 5 hours Monday night, 7 hours Tuesday night, and 6 hours Wednesday night. Still not ideal, but it’s worlds better than the 3 or 4 hour averages I’ve been dealing with up to now.

I’m really damn lucky to be able to come home to a meal like this and then be able to go to bed after doing the dishes and making my lunch. I’m lucky as hell.