... And so it begins...

There it sits.  Taunting me.  You can see about half of our drypack storage in this pic.  The other half is behind other garage clutter.  You can't see all the 5 gallon buckets or the two weeks worth of water, but that's okay.  We're definitely not breaking into either of those for this experiment, or the 72 hour kits sitting on top of the stack.

I find I have been dreading this with every fiber of my being!  I REALLY don't want to do this.  I know.  I'm a wimp.  That's actually part of why we're doing this and why I am being so public about it.  I have a hard time following through on things, and I want to prove to myself that I can be better.  A guy gave a talk in church Sunday about obedience and told a story about a family whose baby had to wear special shoes connected by an 8 inch bar for a whole year to correct a deformity in one foot.  The first few days were barely short of torture, of course, but the doctor insisted that they must be consistent, that the blisters on the baby's foot would cause him enough pain that he would have to accept the treatment and quit fighting it.  Well, the parents loved their little boy enough to follow through, and years later, they couldn't even remember which of his feet had been the bad one!

So I guess I feel a little like that baby today.  I don't like the feeling of this new corrective period, but I have to be the enforcer as well, so I will make myself follow through.  Sometimes being an adult stinks.

But, the morning was pretty uneventful.  We ate the same breakfast stuff that we always do.  I wasn't ambitious enough to get up and make cracked wheat or anything.  I ate the last bowl of rice krispies with the end of the milk, though, so that's about it for cold cereal and store bought milk.   Bug really doesn't like oatmeal, but maybe I can get her to experiment with it and other stuff in the coming days.  Roo loves toast, but we're nearly out of store bought bread, too.  Good think I know how to make bread!  The challenge will be making it with home ground wheat...

I don't know that I will plan anything too bizarre for dinner.  Some spaghetti out of storage, or Spam casserole.  Yup.  We love Spam around here and it's part of our food storage :)  I'll let you know how it goes!