There are eight snack paks of sugar free pudding sitting on the top shelf in my refrigerator.  They have been there at least a year and a half.  I could begin to measure my life by the amount of time that passes and no one touches those orphaned treats.  I bought them for my diabetic mother when she was living with us, and this coming July, it will be two years since she moved into her own home.  The pudding paks still live in my refrigerator.