In recent months I’ve become a fan of preparing batches of meals to freeze. It’s so handy to be able to pull out a meal and throw it in the slow cooker in the morning knowing when I get home at the end of another busy day that dinner will be ready.
I spent the afternoon today doing just that. Six bags containing curried chicken, Hungarian goulash, and barbecue chicken are in the freezer. (I do need to find some glass containers to freeze them in so I can stop buying those plastic freezer bags too.)
It was a pleasant way to spend the afternoon. I deviated from my usual routine of having silence in the house and turned on the TV and watched and listened to two episodes of The Walton’s while I worked.
I chopped, measured, chopped some more, and puttered around the kitchen. All of the kitchen scraps went to the Worm Hotel–those busy worms continue to labor making precious compost for next year’s garden.
I was content.
It was a difficult week on the work-front and this time spent in my kitchen was good for me. It grounded me. Time in the kitchen, coupled with a chatty conversation with my daughter, Laurinda, helped remind me of what’s important and to let go of all the rest.
One of my friends on Facebook reminded me to consider my retirement countdown chain too. My mantra for the day: “less than sixteen months”.