A Little Thing on a List
Every week, before I go shopping I write a list. I look for some scrap paper. I can't find it. I pinch a piece from the printer and I wait for someone to say "you're wasting printer paper". Then I disarm them with "strawberry ice cream this week/ or mint choc chip?"
I write it all down. I put the list in my bag; and then, every week without fail, when I get to the shop I fail to find it. It falls to the very bottom of my bag and it's lost forever. But I've hit on the answer. I don't put the list in my bag any more. I put it in my coat pocket. Fiendish, eh? Oh yes. I'm pretty pleased with my plan. Or, as my Mum would have it: little amuses the innocent. And even less the fool..
So I made a page about my simple light bulb moment. I included the things on my list and I added a shopping lady. I'd been saving her to use as a travelling storyteller; but it turns out she's a travelling storyteller who needs to go to the shops. And then I looked at it and realised that a note of a months worth of shopping, in this year before the biggest eater leaves home, would be a fun thing to have. It turned out like this:
In October I brought home sixteen loaves of bread and twelve large boxes of cereal and thirty litres of milk and five bags of rice and six big bags of pasta and six cans of tomatoes and seven blocks of cheese and two sacks of coffee beans and four bags of chicken pieces and two roasts and thirty one apples and sixty two bananas and more potatoes than one small mother should reasonably be expected to carry and more biscuits than were strictly necessary.
There were other bits and pieces too, of course; but those were the basics. Makes you think when you see it laid out like that..
You can find out more about Month in Numbers here - it's a great way to count!
Storytelling Sunday this weekend! I have a little dark and stormy stormy almost ready to go..how about you?