The past couple of weeks have rushed past me again.
Today I'm cleaning my freezer and taking inventory of the freezers and
my pantry. Marty (as well as myself) has gained weight and is pushing
to trim down, so knowing what we have again will help me in menu
planning. I've gotten away from keeping up on this since my Mom passed and I was gone so much, but I really need to get back on the ball with it.
As I type, the garage freezer, a small chest type, has been emptied into ice chests, a large pan of hot water has been placed on a dry towel in the bottom, and the ice will be loosening up so that I can clean it. Thankfully it doesn't build up a lot of ice, but some does develop near the top and that annoys me, so at least once a year (usually June) I try to empty and clean it and re-inventory - obviously I'm behind! I'm sure I'll find things that need to be pitched.
After that one is done, I'll move to the refrigerator and it's freezer (a side-by-side). I know there's a lot in there that will need to be pitched. Mostly produce that I've ignored, ewww. It'll go straight to the compost bin.
In the past two weeks, I've been pulled out of my laziness (oh sluggard I can be!) to help a couple dear friends. One (Panda) had an out-patient procedure and needed a driver and I was more than happy to help. She treated me to lunch at a yummy little cafe where they served a huge portion of breakfast foods - she'd been talking about their biscuits and gravy all morning, so I had to have them. They came with hashbrowns, three eggs, and two strips of bacon...I brought half home and enjoyed it the next day.
A couple of days later, I received a text from my quilting Padawan (student). At 42, she was in the hospital having had a minor heart attack known as SCAD (you can click the acronym to find out about it). She spent the better part of a week in the hospital before going home, then thought maybe there was further problem and a couple days later spent another night in the ER though that appeared to be more related to anxiety. It's a very scary thing at such a young age (any age really) to experience this, and she has three young children. She is now getting lots of rest and people are signed up to bring meals for the next couple weeks as well as coming over to help her through the days helping with housework and her homeschooling. I will be going over next week for a couple days of 10-2 time blocks, so that has spurred me to get some of my own chores taken care of first. Please keep my friend in prayer. She is known as Renee here on my blog. I love this young woman as if she were a daughter, and she is a sister in Christ as well and has a strong faith, but even in strength of faith and knowing Who is in control of all things, fear of the unknown (future health-related issues) can weigh us down.
Nick is rapidly approaching his 18th birthday. Now that he has a part-time job and has received his first paycheck, along with tips, he has been pestering me to get to the bank so he can open a checking account. After having to put off for over a week for various reasons, we accomplished the task yesterday. He has had a savings account (of the CUGMA type) since he was very young. I only learned yesterday that because it was that type, he could not access it even though it was in his name - I was the only one who could. So we switched it to a joint savings account and opened a joint checking for him. This gives him a debit card too - which I find frightening, I'm so old-school. His checking account is online only, so no physical checks at this time. He has no bills to pay, so it makes sense to not pay for check-printing. I haven't used an ATM since before Nick was born, so we were both given a lesson on how to use it. It's not that hard. I did learn that you can deposit cash through the ATM. Nick had more than 21 $1 bills in his wallet (from the tips) so wanted to get rid of them. Cool beans! and who knew? Not this old gal, lol.
Back to the freezer. I'll be glad when our temps drop. It was 107 on Tuesday and 101 still yesterday. I'm so very much looking forward to winter.