The New Year is when we take stock.
In some cases, like my husband Peter’s, this is literal. He keeps an inventory of our canned goods and chastises me if I mess up his inventory.
“Did you mark off the black beans?”
“Um, no.”
“You have to mark it off on the list or I won’t know how many I have.”
“Oh. Sorry.”
I am less concerned about our supply of canned goods in the New Year and more concerned about st…
