So, I made the mistake of watching a cooking show just before lunch time.
Yes, V again did not come home for lunch.
Little knickknacks or a quick sandwich would not do now. (My maggi packets are over so those of course were out of the question).
I really think God takes my requests way too seriously.
I remember last week I was cribbing that I am just too busy with stuff, and have to rush with lunch everyday and envying my friends whose husbands don’t come for lunch, thus don’t have to be bothered with cooking. (I am a horrible wife, I know). And God just took my cribbing too seriously and decided to give into my demand.
They rightly say, be careful what you wish for, it might just come true!
