Read a thing once about how yard sales are basically a trap for book people. You go looking for one thing and come home with a whole new hobby. My sister started with 2 cookbooks and now her kitchen looks like a library.

Oh man, welcome to the club. My cedar fence started warping before I even finished staining it, and my dog found a gap in like week two. Maybe we both just got unlucky, or maybe wood fences are secretly a scam and nobody told us.

My old roommate Dave once padlocked a plastic tote in the pantry because someone kept stealing his protein bars. It worked great until he lost the key and had to cut the whole thing open with a butter knife. Now I just write my name on stuff in giant letters, since most food thieves back off once it gets awkward.