We are back on the Cape. M came down before me this weekend. I know he can fend for himself, and was very interested to see him response to what was still down here. Gram died a year and a half ago and she loved to eat. Well, not in her final days, but she loved to have a full pantry. She was on food assistance and held onto everything. Going through her cabenits was something mom has had a hard time with. I get it, I cried this morning over cans of coffee! M on the other hand is well suited to this b/c there is not as much emotional attachment. So now that the two year past it's expiration date juicy juice is gone along with the peeled white potatoes and who knows what else we can clean the cubbards and start from scratch. I even emptied the jars on the counter, I can't imagine how old some of that pasta was. I also cleaned out thecleaning supplies and the food storage stuffs. Next time will be the cooking utensils. So many random pots pans and more small kitchen appliances that you could shake a stick at.
When M came down early he stopped at the store. Atleast now I have him trained to only buy certain types of candy. He was all oooh it's half off. He showed restraint, and bought Kit Kats and Three Musketeers. Thank god he has gotten over the peanut butter cups and Butterfingers! Alas he also bought two things of froyo, Half Baked and Chocolate Fudge Brownie. :(. Can't win them all.
I'm off to the store for morecleaning supplies, to return some cans, hit up coinstar and thengofor a walk. Lyn reminded me the other day that I am making excuses. That's not who I want to be and not who I am. I know some of this is drug transition related, but that's another post.