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Preparing For The Final Week Of This Month

First of all, there were no supermarket circulars or coupons in this week's paper, which reinforces my desire to steer clear of grocery stores this week.  Remember, I only have $1.75 left to my $400 goal, and it is for emergencies only!

I do feel, with a great amount of certainty, that with the shopping and stocking I've been doing the last month, living off the contents of my pantry, freezer, and fridge is most definitely doable.  Also, my birthday is this week, and I will spend one night this week (at least) having dinner bought for me by my adoring husband/children/friends/parents.

But, just in case, I've put some safety measures in place:

I prepared three pounds of Sloppy Joes today (thank you for the suggestion, Martha).  I froze two and left one in the fridge.  No excuse for not having some semblance of a meal on the table, no matter how tired I am.

Also, I updated my freezer/pantry inventories as well...and was pleasantly reminded of the 7 four-cup bags of homemade Red sauce I still have at my disposal.  Makes me think it would be a great week for chili and spaghetti and Chicken Parmesan...

I wrote all these notes down on the little dry erase board magnetically attached to the fridge, so that I shan't forget this week's menu in the midst of all the chaos.

Have a great week, all!

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