For several days, I’ve been wanting Kool-Aid. Why? Not a clue! Maybe it’s because as a child, Kool-Aid was served often and the security of my childhood is something I’m missing these days. Maybe it’s because I’m subconsciously concerned that we may be left with nothing to drink but water if this goes on for months. I can’t explain it but I wanted Kool-Aid badly.
I looked at all the online places where I order – Walmart, Target, Amazon. Nope . . all I could find was either the pre-sweetened Kool-Aid or the already made drinks in disposable containers. I just wanted the old fashioned Kool-Aid. I kept thinking about it and how could I get Kool-Aid without going out.
Yesterday I was sitting, wishing my Kool-Aid craze would go away and I remembered seeing some Kool-Aid packets in the container where I keep all my seasoning packets. You know – the meat marinades you mix up, the dressing mixes, the chili seasoning . . I’ve had this plastic container for probably 40 years. It used to hang on the inside of a closet door but now it sits on top of my fridge. I grabbed it . . and . . lucky me! There were 32 packets of Kool-Aid.
I quickly made a jar of Kool-Aid.
Just when I think I’m going to get rid of all the clutter and if I haven’t used something in a long time, I’m not keeping it . . this happens and it makes me want to never throw anything away. I’m so glad to have 31 packets of Kool-Aid left. That may well be enough to last me through my lifetime but . . these are strange times and I can’t be certain of anything.