This is why I get meal kits. Do I need them? No. Can I easily make them myself? For way cheaper? Yes. WILL I??? No.
Other tips: if you are going to buy things that aren’t pre-taxed, you need to make a habit of always doing the prep AS SOON AS YOU GET HOME. it will NEVER HAPPEN if you don’t.
Get the bulk pack of steaks! But you are never gonna eat them before they go bad. If you freeze them in individual ziplocks as soon as you unpack you probably will?
Get the celery, but you need to cut it ALL UP and store it in the fridge in water or it will rot.
And don’t do all tgese at once, get like, one or two prep things a trip. You aren’t gonna get it started if it’s a huge task.
Don’t pass by these tips because you don’t have ADHD!
These are valid points for the busy parent, the overstressed college student, and the person working the “wrong” shift.
Real story - I have thrown away SO MUCH meat and produce in my time. Frozen veggies can even be better than fresh, since they are picked when ripe and frozen rather than picked early and expected to ripen in shipping. My local grocer will sometimes pre-chop less-than-desirable veggies and sell them in the discount cooler - a chopped onion is more useful than a whole one! Meat in bulk packs is WAY cheaper, but you have to make breaking up that huge pack part of putting away the groceries. Also, having a place to put the groceries away helps make the process easier. It’s taken me more than one decade of life to figure these things out.
It’s not lazy if it is efficient. Professionals call it “time management.”
Not ADHD, just incredibly busy and tired all the time, and this is VERY helpful.
I am ADHD and I started using these techniques myself 2 years ago. Life changing. My budget is way better now than it was before.
Eddie: Buck, you've been staring daggers at Hen and me all shift.
Buck, looking around: I have no idea what you mean.
Eddie: Hey, I need you to look me in the eyes and be straight with me. C'mon talk to me, what's going on?
Buck: I cannot look you in the eyes and be straight with you.
Eddie: What?
Buck: What?
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Idk I just think Buck and Eddie would get so insanely horny about being domestic and married and shit.
Like even before they get together, right back at the start when they say they have each other's backs and they both go home that night and have the most intense orgasms ever, separately but somehow still simultaneously.
And when Eddie brings up his will after the shooting and Buck can't stop thinking about it and he gets a tingly feeling in his gut every time, oh and he's wanking off more than usual but of course he doesn't connect the dots.
And when Eddie sublets his house to Buck and he's stuck in Texas but he can't stop thinking about the fact that Buck gave up his loft for Eddie and that he's currently living in his house and that no one's ever cared that much about him before and fuck he's cumming before he even knows he's hard.
And then they get together and they finally have sex for the first time and they're both trying desperately not to blurt out "marry me" and "let's have another kid" and "I want to wake up next to you for the rest of my life". So instead they just keep repeating love yous and yknow what it's actually so fucking sweet that you feel kinda sick about it.
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if they want to do the funniest thing, if they really want to just be hilarious, they should have Eddie temporarily partnered up with another paramedic while Hen’s in space. And because Eddie is Eddie, it should work really well. Then in the midst of all these emergencies, Buck should be like going full feral again. And Ravi is just like, “dude, my guy, Buck. What is GOING ON?” And Buck will say “oh my god, thank GOD. I was starting to get worried that I had feelings for Hen, but obviously if I still feel this way, it’s not that.” And Ravi is like Thank God You Finally Get It. And he’s slipping out his phone to text Maddie a bunch of exclamation points, she’ll know what that means, when Buck just says, “umm…Ravi….I think I must be jealous that they’re paramedics. Maybe I want to be a paramedic?” and Ravi should try and walk right into the path of the falling sky or whatever.
The fact that you can’t raise taxes on billionaires even slightly without them pouring money into fascist political movements is, of itself, evidence that billionaires as a class shouldn’t be allowed to exist in the first place.
I’d just like to point out that every single thing that has happened in the 6 years since I created this post has only reinscribed its absolute moral correctness in my mind.
thinking about the time also with some former roommates where one of them half jokingly was like "man i love monday because the kitchen is always spotless because Story cleans it on sunday" and i was like "what are you talking about" and they were like "you deep clean the kitchen every sunday?" and i was like "? no i don't i have absolutely no idea what you mean."
we went back and forth for 30 seconds and it got awkward really fast because it turns out all my other roommates thought i just had a compulsive need or some sort of desire to deep clean the kitchen every sunday and they just left me to it.
when in reality i was meal prepping for the entire week every sunday and when i finished i cleaned up after myself obviously—wiped the counters down, scraped gunk off the stove, scrubbed the sink, and swept the floor.
took me 10 minutes but always left it looking great.
then i didn't use the kitchen the whole rest of the week because i'd just grab my prepped meals in the morning and go out for all-day fieldwork.
but apparently nobody else ever cleaned up after themselves at all when they cooked. like they'd just leave food on the stove and counters and drop shit on the floor etc. and not clean it up so they thought every monday morning the kitchen was "deep cleaned" simply bc there wasn't old food on every surface.
i was like, "...........i've noticed the kitchen is always messy when i use it on sundays but i've always figured someone just used it and didn't get around to cleaning it up yet and i didn't mind because i'm always about to make a mess anyway............y'all just use the kitchen like that all week?"
and one of the guys (very funny, i liked him) looked around and realized I was the only woman* (*closeted at the time) living there and he went "this is really bad, like, optics wise."
"I love it when you deep clean"
roommate texted this to me……..
update on this from my (now former) roommate:
Imagine with Bobby not being there to knock some sense into the others, they start accidentally using Buck as their go to babysitter?
Like Buck is sad because nobody wants to hang with him anymore, but he will never ever let these kids down and make them feel unwanted.
But with the depression and grief consuming him he falls ill. He neglects himself and gets a bad fever, but don’t worry! The kids got Buck. Buck was supposed to be watching Chris, but he passed out early early in the morning. Chris had went to check up on him and found Buck in a not so great state.
So, Chris calls for backup. He calls Denny, who brings his sister along with Harry and May who drove everyone there.
"Where's the baby?" May asks when she spots Chris glancing at the thermometer he had stuck in Buck's mouth.
"Sleeping, he hadnt woke up yet but he stinks," he wrinkles his nose. "Jee is still sleeping too, but she wakes up around this time anyways."
May reaches over and shuts the baby monitor off. "Okay, I'm gonna go change the baby and get him fed. Has Buck woken up at all?"
Chris shakes his head. "His fever is high. Its at 101.8."
Harry swears. He goes over and tugs the blanket off and chucks it to the side. "Need to bring his fever down," he says heading towards the bathroom.
"Food?" May tries.
"I doordashed from Buck’s phone," Chris admits.
"Lucky for you guys, Buck showed me how to make soup," she cheers.
"We can help," Denny says. His sister nods.
"Think you three can find a pot and figure out what we can put in the soup? Im thinking chicken noodle."
"Follow me, guys," Chris says with enthusiasm.
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