My scarcity mindset expresses itself in mulch

Last month when All This was bearing down on us, and seeing that isolation was coming - the thing that made me anxious?

I don't have enough mulch!!

I went out of my way to panic-buy a load of hay, and obsessively made trips to the sawmill to bag wood shavings (the best free resource!), especially happy that I can get in and out with my little car stuffed with wood shavings without contacting anyone at all.

30 bales of hay and 30 bags of wood shavings later, I feel peaceful.  There's hay for the hen coops, hay for the piglets' bedding.  Hay for mulching the gardens and the greenhouse,  haybales for chicken furniture and fun.  Wood chips for garden paths and mulch and the compost toilet.  I'm good on mulch for the rest of the year, hopefully to next spring.

I'm sure to run out of things that I haven't thought of, that are inconveniencing;  I've already started to.  But this pile of hay says I've got what's really important.  And yes, I was fully aware that this was my version of scarcity fear expressing itself and that it was a little off the norm!