My microwave-mealing might just save the economy

Choice is without doubt the sign of a lucky life.

But it can be overwhelming and even crippling at times.

Who hasn’t wandered up and down the endless supermarket shelves? Gazing at gourmet goujons, staring at samphire, marvelling at massaman sauces and longing for a decision to come our way so we can finally answer the daily conundrum of what’s for supper (or dinner or tea – depending where you’re from).

So many varieties of so many things. So many choices. So many brain cells squabbling over which is the superior supper.

So many cool celebrities flouncing around endorsing the latest fads. I can’t even remember where we’re up to with it all. Is it no carbs, only carbs, no wine Wednesday, meat free Monday or fruit only Friday? It’s endless.

Steve Jobs cut his day to day decisions down so he could focus on what really mattered and free up his brain. He created a uniform and everyday he’d put on the same clothes. Jeans and a black polo neck. No more fart arsing around every morning wondering what to wear, what goes with what. None of that.

He chose one thing and then got on with thinking about more exciting things.

Things that really matter. He was the man who got our massive CD collections into our pocket people. As far as I’m concerned he’s the man. He was a genius.

Or was he? Did he just have a really good way of freeing up his mind so he could find his focus.

I woke up about a month ago and decided to be more Steve Jobs. But with meals not clothes.

So I have been eating the same thing every night for approximately 26 nights.

My favourite food every night for a month. What could be better? A delightful treat every tea time. Load me up with my delicious sweet Thai basil prawns. Yupperty yup give me that for my sup! I’m in and out of Waitrose like a ninja. Speed is my friend.

I hope Steve is watching. He’d be proud.

But back in my world my friends ridicule me. They despair. They don’t get it.

They endlessly discuss what they’re cooking, how they’re cooking it, when they’re cooking it. Arghhhh.

Think of all the wasted brain space. It’s like they want to spend all this time deciding on things rather than enjoying things and thoughts.

My hypothesis is that if we all eliminated some of our daily decisions then we might just save the economy.

A bit bold? Maybe. But maybe not?

Maybe if we all had the same microwaveable meal for a month we’d all be so free of diner decisions that we’d be super charged with ideas and super productive.

We’d be Steve Jobs en masse. We’d be empowered. We’d save the economy. We’d save climate change. Hell we might even solve Brexit.