It's really an experience to live without a kitchen. I don't go to restaurants, just get convenience foods and salads at the supermarket.

The other day I found a little box of cooked dark turkey meat in the deli - like pulled pork. The price was right, and it was very tasty heated up with cheesy broccoli side dish.

There's big salads with little containers of chopped vegetables to stir into the lettuce, and little salads with things to stir in, but they are half the size. The big salads cost at least a dollar fifty more than the little ones, but they are worth the difference because the lettuce is fresher, and the little ones just aren't enough to be a meal. By the time you crunch your way through a big one, you're happy.

I'm not much for frozen TV dinners because I don't have a very good freezer, but am doing okay with the refrigerated side dishes.

Speaking of happy, when a person is feeling down, nothing is quite as cheering as a nice snack size bag of Cheetos or Fritos or Bugles. Well, maybe a good candy bar. One time I went to the Red Cross shelter and there were snack bags for the taking that had been assembled by a church group - brown sacks containing a candy bar, peanut butter crackers, bag of peanuts, bottle of Gator Aid, and a chapstick. What a treat that was, and the thought of those people knowing that it would be helpful made it more special.

Donations are still coming into the shelter from corporations - cleaning supplies in 5 gallon buckets, work gloves, garbage bags, nice tarps, coolers, shovels, rakes, and other interesting things, different things every day. Sometimes I go in just to admire the assortment, because I can't clean anything until I have electricity to get water, and there's faint chance of that.