I gave myself an exemption for Tuesdays—the day that I go to work in the morning and do not get home until 10 p.m.—and I ended up breaking the rule Monday because the newspaper production cycle caused me to keep crazy hours, but I’ve been trying, mostly successfully, to avoid eating out while my wife is in England.
She gets home tonight, so my bachelor days are over. I do miss her.
But I think I fed myself fairly well. A package of potato chips, some missing popcorn and the remains of an ice cream container may show I didn’t always feed myself the best foods, but my personal project was to mostly eat up what was leftover in the house and avoid major food purchases.
I bought a pie, but that is for when my wife gets home. I also bought eggs, bread, milk, bananas, beer and apples—but those are all what I consider short-term “consumables,” so not inconsistent with the overall plan.
Anyway, I did have some packaged mac and cheese, as my Facebook family friends thought I would, and I had bought a stack of $5 movies at Wal-Mart, and there were two nights when popcorn served as supper. (I only watched two movies so far—“Midway,” a glorious old war movie I had seen before, and “Abraham Lincoln, Vampire Hunter.” Oddly enough, I do recommend ALVH, it was a blast.)
What did I fix?
I had a package of eggroll wraps to use up. On one night, I combined those with some leftover little smokies into home-made pizza (the wraps served as the crust). That worked pretty well.
I also had a bag of veggies—carrots, celery, some mushrooms and some squash—to use up. I chopped up some and made faux eggrolls (faux because no cabbage, but still OK). There were too many veggies to fit in the rolls, so I made a stir fry. It turned out very brown, due to soy sauce, but was spicy and tasty.
I also baked a bag of chicken, ate some with the rolls and stir fry and also had chicken with a sweet potato I cut up and boiled on another night.
One night I went to my daughter’s house and had supper there. And yes, on Monday I did eat out. But otherwise, I did my duty and fed myself OK.
But I’m glad to end by single days. And also glad because—well—pie!