I portioned all our food stock down and organised it, cleaned all the cupboards. I even made my own oat and coconut milk. Saturday, Sunday and Monday were all spend free. Until real life happened. My babies have both developed colds, resulting in a grumpy toddler and a very much attached new born. Then my husband threw his back out down the allotment. Poor sod can barely walk. So today. We did something shady, we bough convenience food. I caved. It was pretty stupid because A- I don't feel good about it ethically speaking B- it didn't provide my family with a balanced meal C- it didn't really satisfy that yearning of the soul on a bad day for a good meal. I must remember: happiness is a state of mind.