I wandered around the apartment ignoring the mountain of dirty dishes that inhibit food preparation looking for something to eat. My late late brunch was looking like a bottle of orange flavored seltzer water and a box of stale triscuits. Until I thought to myself, "Don't I have a piece of fruit somewhere? In my purse or something?" Et Voila! A lone bruised plum purchased for lunch sometime during the week, placed in the purse, transported all over, forgotten, and rediscovered.
Oh happy day!
Until I finish ... and need to look for more food.
2 comments:
Oh my Goodness. I'm not the only one! I always have to do dishes before I can eat. Pretty much exiting on tea and cookies.
sfmd: Tea and cookies. A gal after my own heart.
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