You and your dogs are welcome to have all of my allotment of blister packed hard boiled eggs.
When I was stationed in Okinawa, I remember once buying a long tube of something was called Long Egg. That only happened once for me, but this might be something you and dogs would enjoy 
That looks absolutely delicious, but I can’t find anywhere to get it. Might solve the problem if I could.
“Stay the blazes home” - Stephen McNeil, Premier of Nova Scotia
When I last set foot in a real grocery store - Friday the 13th, as it happens - it was quite late in the evening, and that was the day the store looked like it had been attacked by a swarm of locusts. I got a few things, and was behind another shopper - who had a number of individual serving cups of things like Rice-a-roni. He was only allowed to purchase two. That one seemed odd. I was relieved they let me purchase the two family-size packages of ground beef I’d nabbed.
As far as my own hoarding: I’ve had to restrain myself from ordering another freezer: we have a large fridge/ freezer combo in the kitchen, and a standalone freezer in the basement. Both are jammed. Our pantry is completely full. If places could still deliver a freezer, I mighta done it. I’m twitchy about us running out of food even though my brain tells me it’s very unlikely; we could eat - and not be hungry - for well over a month with what we have in the freezer and pantry, we’d just lack for fresh produce which we can’t store anyway.
We’ve been stocking up well beyond what I usually have on hand. Sam’s Club multipacks of canned tuna, chicken, beans. I’m slightly nervous of only having about 36 (!) rolls of TP. We do have Kleenex, about 10 boxes. And quite a few rolls of paper towels. Mr Rebo got 2 8-packs for like $17 or $18 each.
I have 2 fridge/freezers, plus a small chest freezer. They’re all full. Pretty much only going to the store for produce, and to look over the meat to buy whatever I’m missing. Right now we need bone-on, skin-on chicken breasts because I cooked the last two, for shredded meat.
I’m really not a hoarder, but my husband sort of is. I tease him about it. He buys things for future projects and months and years later they still aren’t done. In the meantime, we have to STORE all of this stuff! Since we’ve been quarantined, he’s buying less (he’s an essential worker - truck driver, I’m WFH) and doing more home stuff like organizing the garage and all the STUFF.
Sorry, I’m just rambling here. Carry on! 
I have detailed elsewhere on the Dope about my recent bread machine purchase. Those beasties are hard to find, and many are sporting inflated prices.
Baking bread requires flour. So guess what else is hard to find? I finally scored some bread flour…in a fifty pound bag.
I had a post-Easter conversation with my sister, and we both talked about all the cooking we have been doing lately. I mentioned my new bread machine.
She said homemade bread sounded wonderful, she needed to dig out her bread machine and do some baking.
I offered her some of my flour.
She declined. She said she has her own supply, and let me know that all of her cooking efforts have been with the stuff she has stored. She said her menus are done in advance, so she knows just what to have on hand when.
Sure sounds like she’s got her own hoarding gene from Grandma Hilma!
~VOW
Personally, I don’t like commercially processed boiled eggs because I think the whites tend to be too rubbery. People can be awfully picky about how their eggs are cooked, LOL.
I hadn’t been aware of long eggs until I was stationed in Okinawa and saw a tube so just assumed they were a Japanese thing. Today, I learned that they were actually invented in Denmark, but are very popular world wide because they slice so well and make food look tidy.
You might consider looking at restaurant supply places for them. I found a couple of places online that sells them in bulk, and also found molds so one can make square and round eggs. I got distracted when I came across dinosaur sandwich cutters, though, so that research ended.
So, serious question here: If someone really likes (and uses) gourmet hot chocolate mixes and buys different ones every time she finds something that looks good…is that hoarding? If this person drinks a single cup of the mix and then orders another package to have on hand, is that hoarding? If this person were to happen to open her cabinet and start going through it to find 47 boxes or tins of hot chocolate mix, is that hoarding? Cause I was going to order some more, but its possible I have enough. For now.
A&E channel and Discovery Life channel both have been showing their Hoarder episodes, back to back.
Five years from now, those two channels will be showing stories, where the therapists ask, “What was your triggering event?”
And the subjects will answer, “The Coronavirus pandemic of 2020. It started when people were buying up toilet paper…”
~VOW
They ought to show American Pickers too, if they like hoarders. “No, I’m going to keep that light bulb you just dug out from under 20 years of crap. I might want it someday”
When I’ve seen American Pickers, the conversation usually goes more like this: “I’ll give you $500 for this lightbulb.”
The junk custodian replies “Let me scrape the chicken shit off this crate, there are more lightbulbs inside.”
Or: “That there lightbulb belonged to my Daddy and it was his favorite. I can’t let it go for anything less than $1000.”
~VOW
Not a hoarder, but I got this “Might need it someday” thing, which I think I got from my mother who grew up in hard times. So when I had to make Easter baskets for my grandchildren and couldn’t go out and buy baskets, I had baskets. I had to wash them and get stuff out of them but I had them.
But what often happens to me is that I have something and I think, finally, I have no need for it, so I throw it out. And then within months–I need it. Like the damn maternity clothes. But I digress.
Most recently, I had this web camera. My son gave it to me when he moved out of state so we could Skype, but right after that I got a laptop that had a camera on it and we always used that. So the web cam sat on a shelf in the garage, in its original box, never opened. For seven years.
In January I gave it to a friend who thought it might be helpful in doing podcasts. It didn’t work for her purposes and I was really relaxed about getting it back, and…
Now sometimes my husband, whose desktop does NOT have a webcam, needs to do a Zoom meeting at the same time I have to do one. He doesn’t like using my laptop much anyway (small screen, horrible keyboard) but he can’t, because I’m using it. Clearly we need a webcam. Like the one I just gave away after it sat useless and dusty for seven years.
(Meanwhile I have a whole drawerful of stuff–a big drawer–of “computer stuff that I don’t know what it is but it looks too important to throw away.”)
thorny’s Rules Of Keeping Stuff:
If you get rid of it, you’ll need it within six months.
If you keep it, you may or may not still need one within six months. But, if you do need it, you probably won’t be able to find it, because it’ll be buried somewhere in all that other stuff you kept.
Corollary: The best way to find it is to buy a new one. The old one that you couldn’t find will promptly resurface.
Your rules sound like the arrangement my parents had.
Daddy ruled the garage. He kept all his “man stuff” out there. He had a workbench (completely covered in stuff), a tool box, things hanging on the walls, and haphazard shelves of stuff.
Momma had a special drawer in the kitchen (NOT the junk drawer!) for HER tools: a little tack hammer, a pair of pliers, several screwdrivers. She would perform her small projects with her tools, and then put them away.
There would be a ROAR of righteous indignation if Daddy tried to “borrow” any of her tools. She would chase him out of the kitchen, and point to the garage.
Daddy was smart, though. He’d wait until she was busy on the phone or visiting the bathroom, and he’d sneak in and take the tool.
If she found something missing, she knew. Oh, she knew.
Her next visit to the store, she’d quietly buy another whatever, and slip it into the drawer.
I asked her about the whole process.
She explained the garage was such a Gawd-awful mess, it was just easier to buy a new one than to try to find whatever he took.
May I suggest a subsection to No. 2? We can call it “2a.”
“If you save something for a particular purpose, but do not use it immediately, you will not be able to locate it because someone else encountered the something and either took it for his own use, or determined he didn’t need it, SO HE THREW IT AWAY.”
~VOW
Oh yeah, he drops tools where he used them or pitches them into the mess he calls a tool room. I have my own tool box & clean (And oil if necessary) when I an doone
My tools are all pink. Hot pink. One of the first things I do when getting a new tool is to pull out my can of hot pink spray paint and cover all of the non moving parts. When/if the paint starts rubbing off, they get painted again.
This doesn’t stop people from using my tools and trying to make off with them, but it sure does make it easy to visually identify MY tools when mixed up with someone else’s tools.
A friend has been looking for bleach since this whole thing started. I checked our supply and offered her a gallon. She refused, saying that they would be able to find some. She finally caved and asked for some of ours.
Next came the difficult conversation…her asking how much it was, me saying I had bought it before the crazy started and thinking it was probably a couple of bucks, her husband saying they could probably ebay it for 50 bucks, so they should give me at least 5 bucks.
Once that conversation was over (all done with proper social distancing while outside), they started wondering if they should start stocking up for next time. I like to think I gave them some good advice, but who knows. “Buy what you like to eat, then rotate it. If you buy stuff you don’t like to eat, you will be stuck at home, doing nothing and having food you don’t want to eat.”
I think we are going to have a whole bunch more folks prepping than in the past. I also think this is going to make recovery harder because many people who would have only bought a couple of cans of tuna per week are going to want to buy a 6 month supply right away.
Awhile back, after bitching that I could never find any tools when I needed them, Mr Rebo bought me my own toolbox. Canary Yellow! With Canary Yellow tools! He is NOT to borrow my tools, but if he asks nicely I will let him borrow one, all the while looking over his shoulder to make sure he puts it back in the Canary Yellow toolbox.
