What’s the point?

Sometimes I start something and then start wondering what the point of it all is. Today, especially, I had that feeling, so excuse me very much but this isn’t going to be my longest post.

As mentioned, I had yesterday’s leftovers for breakfast.

At work, I decided that the jar of tea yesterday was worth it, so it was worth repeating. Here, have the same picture as yesterday!

Occasionally refill with hot water. You’ll have hot tea all day long.

Around lunch time, I thought I’d garnish the hell out of my food. Turns out, potato salad doesn’t freeze well – the mayo split. Still made for a nice plate of food, though it certainly looked better than it tasted.

I had a hard time getting inspired for supper. Couldn’t find anything interesting to forage, and any crazy plans for food just turned out to be just that – crazy plans.

Once I finally started cooking, I was hungry and grumpy. Needless to say, everything went wrong. Yorkshire puddings didn’t rise. And this.

Along with being way off-target, as you’ll understand, I’m not having a good time. But what would someone desperately poor do? Exactly. I do regularly mop my kitchen floor with bleach. I wasn’t cooking for you, or for customers, or for anyone else. I put it on a plate and ate it ANYWAY. 45-second rule and all that.

And then I had my last bun of bread.

From the pantry, I used two spoons of flour, an onion and some oil. So the bill for today is, let’s say 15p+4p tea=19p.

So this is where we’re standing:

Total spent so far: 319p
Money left: 181p

Food left: 1 egg
No bread
No coffee
No carrots
No peas
No potato
No potato salad
Some parsnip
Most of a cabbage


I still have to clean the kitchen, and do the washing up.
I might as well quit.

But first I’ll have to find something heavily discounted to eat tomorrow.