It’s Saturday morning and the first day of my holidays. You would think I would be jumping for joy, however I am having a bit of a disaster. I have no milk.
I like my cup of tea first thing in the morning, I like to sit and scroll through my social media, catch up with the news and such as I drink my first cup of tea. Today obviously is not going to be like that. Today I am sitting here, typing this waiting for the local shop to open.
By the time I post this to let everyone know what a complete disaster of a morning I am having all for the want of a drop of milk, it will almost be opening time.
I shall bundle up in my warm jacket, wrap my scarf round my neck and trudge the whole 200 yards to my local shop. I will feel so very hard done by until I get back here and get myself a cup of tea.
I suppose it could be worse. Up until a year ago, my nearest shop was three miles away which could cause some problems if we had snow.
Of course, I know there are people worse off than me, but at the moment when my first holiday morning is not going according to plan, I am being a tad self indulgent.
The question now is what else do I buy at the shop? I could get a loaf of bread so that I can have toast for breakfast. Then again, I could buy yum yums or cinnamon swirls which are also very good for breakfast. I may even buy both as my partner is here and he is not particularly a cake person and certainly not for breakfast, he would prefer toast.
Who could have imagined the simple act of running out of milk could cause such deliberations of a Saturday morning.
Time now to go wrap up against the cold and get my milk, see you on the other side.