We keep our bread in the fridge. We do this because we don’t eat much bread, and if we store it outside of the fridge, we can’t finish it before it gets moldy. Except that this isn’t true.
We started keeping our bread in the fridge early in our marriage. Back in those days we really didn’t eat much bread. My husband Jon had a PB&J for breakfast every morning, and that was pretty much it for our bread consumption. I ate bagels and kaiser buns and garlic bread, but very little regular bread. Hence the fridge.
Now that we have two little kids and I eat a lot more sandwiches and toast myself, we go through a lot of bread. I would say we average about two days per loaf. It’s not astronomical, but if we take a loaf out of the freezer where they’re stored after we buy them and put it in the bread box, it’s going to be finished before it turns green and fuzzy. And yet, we kept putting our bread in the fridge. Because, you know, that’s just where the bread lives.
Jon and I actually had a discussion about this earlier in the week. The bread has been sitting on the counter for the past few weeks, because that way it defrosts faster and Hannah can make her own PB&J. It’s a move we’re making to encourage independence. Or get us (her parents) out of some extra work. Either way. Seeing this, Jon suggested we put it in the bread box, and I was all blown away, because we keep our bread in the fridge. Of course, the suggestion made perfect sense, and we made the switch.
I’m really headed somewhere with this. It’s not just an inane story about bread, I promise.
As I contemplated the earth-shattering revelation that we could keep our bread in the bread box, I realized that I do a lot of things in my life for no good reason. Maybe there was a good reason at one time, or maybe not, but there is no good reason anymore. And yet I continue doing things that way, without a second thought, because I always have. It’s just habit. Routine. Something I do without thinking.
Some of the stuff that I do just because is really not an issue. Like, the fact that I always put my pants on before my shirt. One of them has to go on first, and switching it up wouldn’t really save me any time or energy. But some of the stuff that I do out of habit is probably wasting me time and energy, or just causing me to needlessly eat cold bread.
It’s not always easy to see those things in our lives that we do for no reason, unfortunately. But I think that if we bring greater awareness, and start examining our actions a little more closely, they will pop up. We will develop the eyes to see them. And maybe, in the process, we’ll free up a little bit of time, space and energy that could be better used elsewhere.
Can you think of anything that you do just because? And where do you keep your bread? I’d love to hear!