The cook won’t be working at home tonight

I’m about to get on the plane. In a panic yesterday I bought roasted chicken and five apples to leave behind, and 1 1/2 pounds of chocolate to take with me.  I start worrying that Jonathan is going to forget to feed Ferdinand, which he has never done, and wouldn’t be possible since Ferdinand gives unmistakable clues like “can I have something to eat”.  I also worry they will eat cereal until I get back on Sunday, which they have never done, and wouldn’t be such a terrible thing if it did happen, and there is no where near enough to cereal in the cupboard to last that long anyways.  They will miss me, but the truth is, they don’t need me.  I can’t talk about though right now, because I’ll start crying and I just cleaned my face and I only have about five minutes to go.  I don’t know what they are going to have for dinner tonight.

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