Eating Down The Refrigerator

Leftover management is a sport in our house. I am notorious for cooking too large amounts when I cook. My attitude is, while I am going to the trouble to make something I might as well double it and have it for more than one meal. It is at least half as much work per meal. Russ is a good sport and likes leftovers. And for bonus points he always asks me what is the oldest thing in the fridge and eats that rather than letting it go bad.
Since Carter is leaving for camp and I am going on a big road trip I am trying not to add too much to the already full fridge because Russ eats so little when I am gone. I am also tying extra hard to eat healthy and reverse my political pound therapy.  
Russ and Carter commented to each other last night that we were making a dent in the leftovers. I knew Carter was not going to be any help today because she had a goodbye lunch and dinner with friends who she won’t see until she comes back from Berlin. So this morning I planned that Russ and I would just keep soldiering through the Tupperware tonight. Perfect plan since I had a busy day of meetings in Raleigh.
Then as I was getting in my car I noticed a squash in the garden that had to be picked. I went over to the plant without my clippers and twisted the fruit until the green stem broke. While I was bent over the plant I noticed another bright yellow squash. So I picked that one. Then another. “Oh jeez, I might as well go get the clippers.”
When it was all said and done I had eight big yellow squash and three huge zucchini. I also had two over grown squash that I cut, but left in the garden to become volunteer seeds for next year. So much for no new food. I knew I should cook these things today to take advantage of their freshness and give us as much time as possible to eat it.
So I added to the leftover supply by making a big pot of yellow squash and onions and stuffed zucchini. The good news is no new food was purchased to make these dishes. The bad news is we are going to be sick of squash if we have to eat it at every meal for the next three days. So much for the dent in the refrigerator. I really should adopt three teenage boys, they could solve this problem.