by Beks
I was out of town again last week for a training course. While I’m gone, my employer covers my per diem expenses so I’m always a little excited to save on the grocery budget… or what I HOPE to save on the grocery budget.
Hubby didn’t do too well the last time I was gone. There were a lot of debit transactions for McDonald’s and Rubio’s. Somehow, we still came out behind that week.
This time, I carefully stacked meals in the fridge and gave instructions on how to heat them.
‘OK, so the steak and potatoes are for Monday, the chicken pot pie for Tuesday, pizza Wednesday, and enchiladas on Thursday. I’ll be back home to make you dinner on Friday. There are apples to eat as snacks and a fresh gallon of OJ for breakfast with wheat bagels. Sound like a plan?’ I asked while standing with the refrigerator door open, pointing to the food.
‘Uh huh’ he said, half paying attention.
Fast forward to Friday…
I unloaded my bags, started a load of laundry, and then opened the fridge to grab an apple. Neatly stacked in the fridge, just as I had left them, were all the dinners I had prepared for the week.
Apparently, the 5 minute microwave time was simply too much – plus “a double bacon cheese burger sounded so much better at the time.”
Sigh.
It’s a good thing my husband is so darned lovable… otherwise, I’d have to kill him.
Next time, I’m taking his debit card with me.
