When meal prep turns on you

At 6:20 a.m., I proudly lined up 8 labeled containers for the week, then realized I’d prepped dressing, toppings, and a fork — but no actual salad. Meal planning is equal parts nutrition and logistics; what’s your funniest meal-prep mishap so I can remind clients (and myself) that progress beats perfection?

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Love the ‘8 labeled containers’ energy, but my fix is a neon sticky on the first tub that says ‘BASE FIRST’ and a backup bag of pre-washed greens that never gets touched for anything else. Optional upgrade: a 30‑second phone reminder at 6:20 a.m. named ‘Where’s the salad?’. What’s your emergency base — spring mix or romaine?

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Been there — I once packed eight forks and zero lettuce at 6:20 a.m. Fix was stupid-simple: I stash the lids inside the greens tub so I physically can’t seal a container until the base is in — “no lid until leaves.” It cured my forks-only mornings.

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