We eat bananas.
We eat lots of them.
I just buy them.
We just eat them.
So, you can imagine my surprise when a friend posted this on Facebook:
It had not occurred to me that bananas would be expensive, even though I know all about poor old Queensland's rain. I had been in happy oblivion.
The Facebook post has ruined my week. I keep checking the price as I buy them, chastising my children for not giving them the respect they deserve and diving to catch discarded ends before they hit the floor.
My boys and I eat at least one each and if they are small it can be two.
I miss enjoying my bananas, guilt and neurosis free. The truth is it is guilt. I can afford to pay $3 a banana if that's what they cost, but I feel guilty that I can and don't even look a the price.
So really my enjoyment of bananas has not been ruined by the price of the banana at all.
I am still pondering exactly what the guilt is about. Poverty consciousness from being brought up in a poor area by penny pinching parents? Catholic Guilt (That's a pretty good catch all)? A feeling it's ostentatious? I do hate ostentatiousness (is that even a word?)...
Are you eating bananas at their current price? Does it make you feel guilty, or is it just me?