I keep hearing about the cost of food and gas going up and I have been inclined to think that rumor to be true by looking at the price of milk. Milk being your primary barometer of the state of the economy is not entirely unreasonable if you consume around twenty gallons of milk a month. Then it is the best indicator of the state of your economy.
Since the "good deal" price of milk jumped from $2.50 to $3.08 recently, with the regular price hovering just above $4.00, I began to be suspicious about the accuracy of our monthly projections for The Budget.
So we fell down The Budget rabbit hole this afternoon. I felt a little bit like Alice herself...crying one minute, rejoicing the next, seeing some things shrink and others grow very large, looking for that darn key that is going to open the door to the beautiful garden. The one that you could never afford.
As I sat there wrestling with this puzzle (that I'm pretty sure is missing some pieces) I started to feel bad for myself and my pitiful plight. Which, I assure you, is neither pitiful nor a plight. But there I was on the porch with The Impossible Budget in hand when Rosie walked up to me and handed me a plastic grocery bag and urged me to "open the present."
Great, I thought miserably, this is what my life is going to be from now on...my gifts are going to come wrapped in plastic bags. Sad but true.
But it doesn't matter what it's wrapped in...it's what's inside that counts, the hallmark card in my head responded.
I hopefully unwrapped the plastic bag to discover...another plastic bag. I unwrapped that bag to discover...that the 2nd bag was the gift.
So, the moral of the story is...if you think it's bad it could always be worse.