Today I am on strike. On strike from leaving the house.

I am skipping the gym, visits with friends, errands, thrifting, anything and everything that involves me departing from my residence. I am burying myself in blogging, cleaning, organizing, and other generally neglected tasks. I do not even think I will shower today. So there.

Included in my strike list, is grocery shopping. Leaving The Husband on a solo mission. He came back in record time with…

A mission in two stops.

Whole Foods: $60 for Peanut Butter, flour, yams, peppers, almonds, pecans, oats, sunflower seeds, whole wheat flour, frozen berries, kombucha (since ours was a flop), spices, bananas, and some veggies for the dogs.

Farmers Market: $12. Eggs. Grow, Ladies. Grow.

Weekly Total: $72.

April Total: $646. Right where I wanted to be as of last week. Thus continuing our two month streak of “low” (for us) grocery spending.

Observations:

Our bulk meat purchases are paying off. Even though it leaves us with a base monthly expense, as in we never start the month at $0, not buying meat week in and week out helps out. A lot. This is making me nervous as we come to the end of some of our pig.

As I read back through recent month’s post, I notice a disturbing trend. As with this week, The Husband has been grocery shopping stag more often that not. Maybe this is the secret to our success? We seem to be coming in to a pattern here. I make the menu and the list (as is fitting my status as What’s for Dinner Champion), The Husband executes. Quickly, efficiently, and without getting distracting by shiny objects, as is my weakness.

Perhaps I should go on strike more often.