Eating for Jett

It is now more than 4 months since Jett’s untimely and very sad demise. During that time I have made great progress (if that is the word) on cleaning up her affairs – terminating credit cards, etc. – and packing up and shipping to her children those items that have more meaning to them than to me (e.g., old pre-me photographs).

But I am still consuming her food.

At the time she died I had accumulated a wide variety of high-calorie, protein-laden foods that I hoped she would consume and, eventually, regain weight and strength. It never happened. So, being too cheap to discard perfectly good consumables, I have been slowly eating those things that I had bought for her. She liked coffee and chocolate ice cream. I have finished the coffee but am still working through the chocolate. She liked to snack on those very expensive chocolate wafers. I am not a big fan, but, dammit, I am going to eat those buggers. Saltines. Protein shakes. I will consume them.

There are a few things that I won’t eat. She loved Cream of Wheat. I can tolerate it, but why torture myself at breakfast when Frosted Mini-Wheats are available? I also have at least three large, unopened containers of CoffeeMate. I never use the dreadful stuff. I need to donate those to somebody.

Then there is the freezer. We had way too much stuff in the freezer. A lot of it is just things for both of us and I am slowly working my way through frozen bacon, pork tenderloins and hamburger. But frozen margarine? Needs to go.

I will have to do a major purge of the pantry and freezer one of these days. At that point I might be able to stop eating for Jett and start eating for myself.