A Night of Thanks

It is has been a long work day. You are painfully aware that there are no easy dinner options at home and the last thing that you want to do is spend the night in the kitchen. You and your significant other get home around the same time and the children come home starved and eager for dinner.

You have mentally run through all the items in the fridge, cupboard, and freezer for the hundredth time and keep drawing a dinner blank. With a heavy sigh you start preparing your mind for that night in the kitchen when your phone jingles. You look down at the text from your significant other. It says, “Let’s get take out tonight!” Nobody else reads your mind the same way – what a connection. “Take out sounds great” you message back.

Blessed be.

By Shari Marshall – 2019

2 thoughts on “A Night of Thanks

  1. Ode to the number of crummy days salvaged at the last few minutes of a valid dinner hour by the nearby pizza joint – and yes, blessed be. . .

    Has anyone yet proved that there really is no such thing as a really bad pizza?

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