|A full fridge on grocery day.|
Getting a one month supply of comestibles unpacked and put away takes a team effort. I unpack the bags, stock the fridge and kitchen cabinets and sort out what items need to be lugged down to the basement. Big brother does the lugging. Each Princess has a very important job to do, too. One has to keep Baby Brother corralled in the living room and away from the basement stairs while the other is assigned to folding up the empty paper shopping bags.
When everything is put away and the fridge is full, the freezer packed to the brim and the basement shelves lined with non-perishables, I always feel a sense of satisfaction. I like knowing that, come what may during the rest of the month, at least I can be sure that my family will eat well. Maybe that doesn't seem like a lot, but considering the uncertainty we are living with in other areas of our lives the little things we can count on mean that much more.
Yesterday was also an important day in the childrens' mother's legal case. I expect that by the time the next grocery day arrives we'll finally have some answers. The kids know nothing, of course, but for me every box of macaroni and cheese or carton of milk consumed will be a count down of sorts. What will happen when the fridge needs filling again? I don't know.
All we can do is wait.