Snippet of an ordinary predicament

Despite proper planning, one can still miss something. I thought my morning ministrations went well until my hunger signalled lunch time and discovered that I forgot my lunch bag at home. Facepalm. Hangry-ness. At least I know that everyone else in my family have theirs.  Strode to the elevator and went to that cafe I used to go to every morning a couple of years ago. I remember posting about a nice barista (read here) who once worked early mornings at that cafe. She wasn’t there—after all, it has been 5 years. I hope she’s well. I don’t remember her name nor her face and my post is the only memory I have. Bittersweet. I ordered a small black coffee, a tuna melt sandwich, and a brownie. I wasn’t planning on getting a brownie…it was an impulsive thing that happened while I was unzipping my wallet when out of the blue I stated ”…and a brownie, please.” I surprised myself. Like a subconscious attempt for self-appeasement. Quick lunch then proceeded to have a busy afternoon, after which I enjoyed my brownie. Delayed gratification. One of those things I do so I can have some little thing to look forward to at the end of the day (For some folks, it’s a can of beer or glass of wine). When all is done, I express sighs of relief or perform loud stretches when I plop myself on the sofa or supinate on the bed with a fluffy pillow beneath my head.