Our mantra (H and I are doing the same thing - not stuffing - trying to deal with things in real time.) is "There is No Later."
H was going to go grocery shopping. He asked if I wanted him to get anything. I said 'Yes," and told him four boxes of coconut milk. He said he didn't like coconut milk, and we had another box there. I told him it wasn't for him, it was for me, and I drank a box every other day or so. He said ok, three boxes then. I said, no four, I don't want to run out. Then we did more of the list. So annoying to be asked a question about what I want and have to defend the answer!!! (Even when I know he is stupid from low hemoglobin...):mad:
End of mini rant.