I had quite a few things on my to do list for today.
It didn't seem like an awful lot, but I knew that I might not get them all done.
One or two of them weren't so terribly important anyway.
The grocery shopping could wait for tomorrow, washing the sheets could wait for tomorrow...
So I set off early, with the two most important things on my mind and got them done.
One of the things was to get out to no-one's and cut myself some of her rhubarb.
We're selling it in the supermarket now, but I'm certainly not going to pay $7 a bunch when I can get some for free.
For the next few things, I had to be in town, so I got my last home made burger out of the freezer and the last burger bun too, and set them on the sink to thaw while I was gone.
Things took longer than I expected and I arrived home in need of coffee and a nap.
Just a few years ago I could have zipped through everything on that list and had time left over for grocery shopping. I must be getting old. Ha Ha.
Or maybe it's just that waiting around for a bus to go here, then a bus to go there, etc is so tiring.
I woke from my nap feeling hungry, so decided to cook the burger.
But I'm still not used to this electric cooking gig. (I miss my gas stove!)
Burnt the burger.
Burnt the onion.
Burnt the bun.
I was tempted to toss the lot in the bin and head for the local fish'n'chip shop.
But to get there I'd have to pass both Woolworths and Foodland, then I'd feel guilty that I hadn't got the grocery shopping done.
So I scraped the burn off the bun, cut the burn off the burger, picked out the bits of onion that weren't black, and assembled a second-rate burger.
It wasn't so bad.
And I have apple rhubarb crumble for dessert.
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