I was up early this morning, but somehow managed to get distracted by work and work and a little more work. I wound up so very badly distracted that I was late getting around to some of my other morning tasks.
Like breakfast for the man.
“Wait!” I wound up shouting to him as he headed out the door for work, “Your toast hasn’t popped up yet!”
He couldn’t wait. But he sure could follow up with an email once he got to work. The subject line was “Virtual Breakfast.”
Could you please send me a picture of some nice waffles with sausage. Thanks.
How very kind of him to allow me this simple way to redeem myself.
