Beans on Toast

The A/C in my car is not working. The cost to fix it is $473. That's a bill for next week, along with $200+ for my poor old dog's dental work. It's going to be a rough month. I'm actively trying not to think too hard on it because I know my husband is. It does no good for us both to be actively anxious over it.

I joked that the kids better learn to like beans and toast, as that is about to become the "July Special".

Honestly, the idea of these kids becoming so incredibly less picky, that they would eat a can of baked beans overturned on a piece of toast, is a pipe dream. I've seen their reaction to beans and can live without the poop references. 

This will require some shopping changes. Since Covid-19, my husband has pretty much taken over the grocery shopping. I've had a couple of rounds with steroids and that just leaves your immune system eager to latch onto any disease it can find. Now, the problem is were rural. Our shopping choices are nowhere near as extensive as they were before we moved. 

My husband has a tendency to just go to Walmart, whereas I would be hitting an Aldi/Dollar Tree combo. The thing is, my husband has a Little Debbie/Hostess dependency. As much as I say, "you can get the Aldi version for cheaper!" He still returns from Walmart with Zebra Cakes and Twinkies. Our snack shopping exists on opposite sides of the spectrum.

In all, I expect a tight month. I hope for the best because worrying will get me nowhere. Now I just need to convince the four-year-old that water is just as good as milk... Wish me luck.