walk into the kitchen for lunch. have 10 minutes before my next call and since i'm the one that does the shopping i know there's not much to eat. for the last 20 minutes of my previous call pretty much all i could think about was scrambling a couple of eggs and finding some bread to eat with them. arrive in the kitchen and spot an empty egg carton on the counter
me: spouse!?! did you eat all the eggs?
spouse: no, i boiled the last three
me: did you eat them!?!
spouse: no, they just finished boiling and they're still in the pot in the sink. i only wanted one but cooked three since that's what was left.
me: so you only want one?
spouse: yep, the rest are yours
sometimes the simple things are perfect in the moment. two warm eggs, mayo, french's, salt, pepper and a couple of dashes of tabasco. 5 minute lunch