No Spend Challenge Update

This No Spend Challenge is going pretty well. I haven’t really been tempted to break the rules and I’m proud that practicing gratitude has kept me satisfied.

I have chosen to spend some weekends sleeping in, doing some purging and organizing, and using the things I already own. Nothing makes you want to stop shopping like dumping a carload of donations at the thrift store.

That said, there has been some spending outside of bills, groceries and gasoline. Work lunches on travel days have added up more than anything else. Then there was the heat pump repair last week.

Cat food supply issues have posed a challenge. Scout only eats one brand and he doesn’t like anything that involves seafood or the the word pate. The three little boys who live with my folks eat a different brand and only want seafood flavors. They also don’t approve of pate. There are lots of rules.

It is rare to find more then a few cans of what they will eat so I am making frequent trips to the store to keep all these picky little mouths fed.

I tell you that to tell you this.

For most people, every trip into a grocery or big box store will cost a set amount of money more than intended. In other words, it’s more expensive to make frequent small trips than to make one big trip unless you are highly disciplined and willing to pass on your impulses.

Pre-pandemic that amount was about twenty bucks for me but it’s higher now.

This ties in nicely with the other issue I’ve had this month. Grocery shopping is one area that I’m not great at controlling. So when I pop to the store for cat food, it’s tempting to pick up snacks and things I probably don’t need.

After all, food is a necessity. Right? Never mind the freezer at home packed with supplies.

The other night, I finally found fully stocked shelves of kitty food that the little boys will eat so I bought a ton. Then I went to Kroger to grab some produce and bottled water. I got to the checkout and and realized I had somehow forgotten that there were only six things on the list – not the usual cartload of stuff.

I spent about $40 more than intended. Is this terrible? No. Could I afford it? Yes but I didn’t need those extras – especially during a No Spend Challenge.

I’ll have an opportunity to redeem myself this week as I really do just need some produce, water and yogurt. Luckily, I won’t need to buy eggs because my aunt’s chickens are laying again! They’re pictured above – aren’t they pretty?

As much as I hate to, I think I’ll order Scout’s cat food online to save myself some hassle this time. Here’s hoping I don’t develop temporary amnesia at the store again!

I’ll keep you posted.

Under The Weather

Scout has been under the weather for the last couple of days. He’s much better now but still a little quiet.

Pets are like small toddlers. They are expressive but can’t talk so you know they’re sick, stressed or generally upset but they can’t articulate the problems.

When he’s sick, Scout is short tempered and disagreeable. He wants held but he doesn’t want held. All he really wants is for me to sit in our comfy chair so he can sleep next to me.

I’m grateful that he’s improved but will continue to sit in the comfy chair as much as I can. If that’s where he rests best, what better medicine can there be?

Back To Reality

If anyone enjoys my Christmas vacation more than me, it’s this guy right here. Scout loves the days that I stay home and am available to him. Even if he ignores me, it seems to soothe him simply having me around.

It’s back to reality for us both today as I return to work and we resume our routine. Wish us both luck! He’s going to be an angry boy.

Scout’s Scare

We had a scare here last night.

I had gathered all the bags and boxes of Christmas gifts to start wrapping. Some of them were on the floor and I didn’t notice that Scout had stirred from his nap and was snooping.

I had turned my back for less than a minute when I heard a racket as he took off running through the house. He had stuck his head through the handles of a paper bag and was running, bag dragging behind him, and sturdy twine handle firmly around his neck.

The bag tore, contents flying every which way but the handle was sturdy and remained in place.

He was shaking with terror by the time I could catch him and remove the bag.

I am hyper aware of the threats that daily life can present to cats. I haven’t used the mini blinds at my windows since the day he arrived because I worry he will get hung up in the blinds. Many plants and flowers are lethal to cats or can at least make them ill. These things don’t come into the house. I worry about cords, bags, harmful foods, ribbons he might eat, things that might fall, etc.

I have kept the Christmas stuff behind closed doors because of all the bags and handles and other dangerous items. Turning my back for a minute was a near disaster.

He spent the remainder of the evening under the piano bench, smarting from his scare.

Not unlike human children, our pets need care and protection from threats. It takes just a minute to get hurt or to scare themselves half to death. It will take a long time for him to get over his worries and I’ll remember it too.

That Look

This is the look I get when Scout catches me writing something with a pen. He hates the sound of a pen to paper.

This is actually the warning look just before he starts tugging on my clothes, arms, hands – anything he can get his paws on. See the murder mittens? He knows how to use them!

I don’t understand his aversion to pens . Yes, it makes a scratching noise but he never seemed to care when he was small. Maybe it developed when I began working remotely during Covid? Too much time together? I don’t know but he will rouse himself from a deep slumber in another room to stop the madness if I write for too long.

He’s a peculiar little guy and quite set in his ways. All I know is that life is never dull around here!

Happy Halloween!

Greetings from Scout! As if a black cat isn’t already pretty cool on Halloween, I sometimes call him Batcat.

Here he is all dolled up for the holiday in his bat wings.

I especially like the clasp at his throat.

Truth be told, Scout hates wearing costumes. He luckily has a great imagination and I suspect he thinks he’s a bat every time he bares his little fangs.

Happy Halloween!