I slept well, but was still up by 8:00am (after going to bed at 2:00), and by noon I’d taken care of the mail, vacuumed the house, gone to the post office, and had left for the grocery store. I think I’m going to have a hard time with this shopping-for-one thing. Sydney and I already grocery-shop like we’re a house of four, so there’s no way I can get it down to what I need for just me. Hmm. Oh well, I’ll make sure to make food for all of my school lunches, and then it might be okay.
I can’t really say I’m an inspired cook. If left to my own devices, I simply wander into the kitchen hungry, have no idea what to cook, and then eat whatever’s lying around (which, if Nelson is here, means a lemon meringue pie). But when Sydney brings home 50 pounds of tomatoes at a time, I have a very good idea of what needs to be used, and then get all sorts of ideas for using tomatoes. Even now, in the middle of winter, I know we have lots of sweet potatoes that need to be eaten, so I’m digging up all sorts of things to make with them.
Something similar happens even with small things: when Nelson left we had a lemon and lime leftover from his cooking, so today I picked up an avocado at the store and made some guacamole. Yum. Of course, I still made three times as much as I wanted to eat . . .