I'm so very, very sick of meal planning. It's been my job in our house for the last 10 and a bit years, without much input at all from DH. If I really push him for ideas for the week, he'll offer 'well, chips are nice' as a suggestion. If I pushed even more, he might manage to choose a dish one night and make it, but it would take him four times as long as it should, create four times as much washing up as it should, and there's no way he could coordinate a whole week's worth of dinners, never mind a bloody decade. So we'd end up having sandwiches or takeaways every bloody night.
I have loads of cookbooks, I used to love reading them or cooking blogs, I used to pin recipes on Pinterest.
Now I've just lost interest completely. I can't summon up the interest to try new recipes. We ended up having three takeaways last month because I just couldn't be bothered cooking.
How do I make it interesting again?