At 7.30 this morning I asked S what we were going to have for tea and listed all the options we had.
S looked at me blankly with that hint of confusion that I am so used to seeing from him.
'Why?' he asks.
'Because I want to decide now so I can decide what to have for lunch and breakfast' I respond.
There is silence, S looks like he is desperately trying to find the words that best illustrate his thoughts.
'Liv, why don't we have breakfast, then decide on lunch and then tea?'
'Oh no' I reply, 'I can't possibly do that, I always decide on my tea in the morning so my day has focus and I can look forward to it.'
'Lasagne' says S with a look of exasperated exhaustion.
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