Aren't the days supposed to be getting shorter and shorter? I feel like they are doing the exact opposite. Especially with it getting dark so early, those last few hours of the day just drag. This chemo regimen has been particularly rough on my poor hubby... he finds himself easily nauseated and frequently sick... which makes it a lot more difficult to be up and around or doing anything interactively. Nonetheless, I'm here to be supportive and loving and make him feel better (if there is anyway of doing that).
I thought one way to make things easier, would be to make some foods and take other food items in and store them in the family room so they could be readily available. That said... I just went in to possibly come up with some sort of plan for a meal... and the brand new loaf of bread that I marked with our names-was gone. Now, I know it's a loaf of bread... but if you're packing up your stuff to go home, wouldn't you make sure that all of the items you grabbed actually had your name on it? Apparently not and now we're out of a loaf of bread.
Bit of a downer... no big deal that my $4 loaf of bread is no more. I had also made a batch of chocolate chip cookies and left some for whomever (in the family room), I can only assume that since they were gone.... either A. I make tastier cookies than I thought or B. Bread thief stole my cookies too.
Happy Saturday.
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