Bean Counting and Bread Making

Bean Counting and Bread Making

Bread machine! Everyone gets one when they get married right? Along with a toaster, a rice cooker, a waffle iron, a pancake griddle, a popcorn machine, and a cake-pop maker. We didn't get a cake-pop maker, but I'm sure one of you has one. I find them enchanting and incredibly dumb at the same time. When I see one, my inner  5-year-old  claps her palms together and taps fingers together like the legs of a centipede. Ooooo, cake-pop maker, ooooo, app-li-ance, oooo, it's so pretty, oooo. And then the 16 year-old inside of me thinks Cake-pop, bleh. I digress. 

We retuned all of the items we didn't have room for, which was none of them. Meaning, we kept all the appliance we received-Yay! Hey, we don't have kids, so we have plenty of room.  Plus, we're newly married. Isn't that what you do when you're newly married: Register for every appliance out there and then sell them in a garage sale 20 years later because you've never used them?

This particular night we decided we would make bread and construct our first-ever married-people budget. We thought we'd have bread with dinner courtesy of our fancy-shmancy bread machine. Ta-dah! As it turns out, it takes 3.5 hours to make bread! Well, it would have been absurd for us to set the delay-timer so that we could enjoy freshly baked bread for breakfast, so... we turned it on! ETA: 9:30pm… Ouch! But we’re young, right? We can stay up and eat a whole loaf of freshly baked bread without waking up the next day the size of beached whale. Can’t we?

Anyway, we busted out the pencils, calculator, and spreadsheet. Budget time! Our goal this year is to pay off ALL of Hubberkins' school loans. Total damage: 40,000 big ones. Boing! Yep, $40,000... in 12 months.  Let me stop here and say that neither of us make that much in a year, so the goal is lofty. I'm sure you get it. 

After a grueling 2 hours of delegating our monthly income to specific categories,  we determined that a magnificent $4,800 check could and would be written to the smallest school loan. BOOM - one down, baby!! 7 to go!

Just as Hubberkins licked and sealed the envelope securing a piece of our freedom, a delicious DING sounded from the counter top. Bread's done! As we lifted the lid, the heavens shown down on our glorious creation. Out we pulled a mouthwatering, golden brown load of whole-wheat goodness.

Payoff debt – check.

Successfully operate a piece of highly evolved machinery to create home-crafted food – check.

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