I think my blood sugar is low. My head hurts, I’m cranky, and I can’t settle on any one thing to do while I’m waiting for John to finish working so we can eat.
I ate a couple of crackers. We’ll see how that goes.
Starting at the cursor isn’t going to feed me. I picked up my book a couple of minutes ago, but it’s a dinner scene and they’ve having Chinese food (well, they’re Chinese), and oh my god I want Chinese food but we’re not having Chinese food tonight, we’re having tomato and mozzarella sandwiches and have I told you about our basil plant?
We bought one of those basil plants you can sometimes get at the grocery store, and we kept it on the window sill in the kitchen. Turns out that window gets zero sunlight, and the plant began to die. We finally moved it to the front room, lots of light, and stuck chopsticks in the pot so it could stand upright again (it was practically horizontal), and now it appears to be doing better. But now, John is invested in this basil plant, and he won’t let me pluck leaves from it to cook with. He wants to get a second basil plant that we can eat. Well, neither of the nearby grocery stores carry them, so I’m out of luck, I guess.
As far as I know, he hasn’t named it.
Hey, he’s here and we’re going to eat tomato and mozzarella sandwiches without basil!