Tonight my mother and sister are leaving for Europe- for three weeks. Which of course mean that i'll be spending that time "house sitting" (i.e. making a mess and feeding the cat)
Last night, I though I'd be smart and order groceries to be delivered, so I'd know I wouldn't have to worry about going to the shops to get tonight's dinner- canneloni and salad (with fetta I might add)
I ordered the $150 worth of food and other assorted items to be delivered between 3 and 7pm- in time for dinner. At 7:05pm, the grocery man still hadn't knocked on my door. Getting anxious and more than just a little hungry, I went to the Woolworths website to get the customer help number (which I'd already used yesterday to change the delivery address when i realised the food was on its way to my dad's house). While on hold, listening to the maddening Woolworths theme song over and over again (Australiaaaans are fresh food people...) I looked at the screen in front of me and saw the reserved delivery time. 15:00-19:00 Thursday 12 May.
I thought to myself "wait a tic, todays the 11th" and then realised that i'm utterly incapable of even having groceries delivered. I was mortified, James was amused. So now I'm cooking pasta from scratch, at 8 o'clock at night, when for the last 4 days I've been practically dreaming of canneloni.
And of course, because someone needs to be home tomorrow between 3pm and 7pm, I won't be able to work. At least not a full day. Which means I won't be getting such a glorious pay next week and most likely won't be bringing my debt down to a nice even $1500. But at least i still have canneloni to look forward to.