No, not me.

Between the time we left RI in May and when daughter Nancy moved in five days later, a transformer blew and our power was out for days.

Days.

Which meant everything in those appliances had to go. Two refrigerators and an upright freezer had to be emptied. What a job!

And thank goodness for a daughter who, after discovering the mess and calling the electric company, cleaned out the freezer and refrigerators and hauled the mess to the dump

So we are starting over, which is not a bad thing…if I can keep Banjo Man from filling all three appliances with more food, food we couldn’t possibly consume in three years.

We are no longer thirty minutes away from a grocery store. We are no longer dealing with months of snow and icy roads. We are no longer feeding six children. And we are no longer entertaining as much as we used to.

I need to get that through my head, too, whenever I am tempted to succumb to the “just in case” mentality.

I have a bit of a “prepper” mindset. It came in handy during the Covid lockdowns. Oh, I ran out of flour and sugar like everyone else, but we inventoried our freezer and had enough meals for at least six months.

Banjo Man can’t resist a sale, but last year he reined it in and managed to resist a lot of “good deals”.

This fall my freezer will be filled with Thanksgiving casseroles and Christmas cookies, not $1.89 a pound boneless chicken breasts and ten bags of buy-one-get-one-free broccoli crowns.

Although…can you ever have too much chicken and broccoli? Maybe not.