I just got back from Costco. Which is pretty much a “nuff said” anyway because we all know how Costco is, right? Yeah. Well. This is the first time the staff at Costco has actually commented on the sheer volume of stuff I was buying. I had one of those hand trucks stacked clear up to “here” with everything from milk to meat. From the cashier’s assistant to the door guard, seemed like everybody I crossed paths with had eyebrows raised clear into their hairlines and some pithy comment along the lines of, “What are you, nuts?!” on their lips.
But, now I have everything I need for my insane list of cooking this weekend. How insane? Breakfast, lunch, snacks, dinner and dessert for six people for two months.
Crazy…but of course, that’s why I scheduled these long weekends scattered throughout my contract at MegaBank, so that I could restock the freezer, get the Den back in something resembling good order, take care of any business needs that have been idling because I’m too busy to deal with them, fix anything that broke, upgrade anything that needs it, preserve harvests and try to keep us saving money by doing as much as we can for ourselves.
The temptation is strong to just put all of that kind of stuff on the back burner while I’m working. I’ve got a paycheck and the bone-deep exhaustion to prove I earned it, after all, hardly seems fair to have to bake my own bread from scratch so I can have a sandwich. But having just taken the family to fast food this week because I deserved a night off from All That and paid thirty bucks for stuff that I suppose was food (although I’d like to see the technical specs on that because I’m not sure it actually was)…paying more for one meal than I usually pay for a week’s worth of dinners…well.
It won’t do us a whole lot of good if half my take home pay starts going to food instead of strengthening our position.
And so, dear friends…I’m off to my kitchen. To slice and dice, marinate and bake, knead and shape, measure and freeze.
To the kitchen…away!!!!!!
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