Our organic veggie delivery started yesterday. I was so disappointed! The crate was full of lettuce and herbs and a loaf of bread and that's it. In my mind, my table would heap with peas and rhubarb and carrots. Or at least a tomato. So overcome with sadness was I at the lost dinner salad that I had an enormous temper tantrum.
When Corey walked in the door with a bag of lettuce, I just lost it. Freaked out! I was so hot and tired and had walked so far and waited so long for the bus yesterday that I could not deal with one single thing going wrong. After yelling and raving like a madwoman, I ripped open the bread and shoved it in my mouth. That made me feel, if not better, at least less hungry.
This morning it is only 65 degrees and I feel much more excited about the lettuce. We also got fresh rosemary and a recipe for rosemary bread. Perhaps the light crate load is not the end of the world after all. The true enemy is global warming! What will I do if such heat takes over the world and I am forced to deal with my temper tantrums every day??