I’m stupid busy with my boys, and a job all the time, which can make me….well, just kinda stupid sometimes! The crockpot can only soothe my savage beasts so many nights a week. If I’m seeing double by Wednesday, God only knows how I just left the supermarket with a few bags and a receipt I can wrap around the car three times telling me that I used most of my rent money. I’ve now tried this binder for a while and I’m in love. I’m a foodie, which helps, but still, this binder of brilliance is helping me make a game plan that is resulting in organized food fest that is going to help me stop saying, “Why, dear Lord, do I have 7 jars of dill pickles, yet no frozen or canned beans or corn? Hominy? What the heck is that and how did it sneak into the pantry? I wonder if the dog will eat it??
If you are a time-strapped, organized-impared, surviving on your last burst of steam that you hope isn’t last night’s can of bean and franks, GET. THIS. BINDER. Put down the jar of pickled bologna and order this. Your future well time managed self will thank you. Really, really.
