So, Master and i aren't super wealthy folks if you're talking finances, that is. Happiness and love, we're all in. i mean if they are handing out $100 bills, i'd get in line. So when we decide to make a meal, we put some thought into it and plan for it, when will we make it so that the ingredients we've purchased won't go bad, things like that. So we got the fixin's for stuffed peppers, one of Master's favorite meals, like for real his faaavoooriiite. He doesn't usually ohhhh and aaah over much but this He does.
So the other night i made them, they are kinda a pain in the rumpus to make but i don't care, He truly loves them and that makes it worth it. So we had dinner and watched TV and did whatever blah blah... then i came out to the kitchen and clean the kitchen and put the leftovers in the tupperware, all that stuff. i got the kitchen all cleaned up and went to sleep on the couch cause i've been sick.
The next morning what do you think i see on the stove? Yeah, you're already on to me huh? THE TUPPERWARE CONTAINER full of the left overs. The thought that i wasted all that food almost brought me to my knees. i got a huge lump in my throat and i knew He'd be heart broken cause His favorite meal left overs were trash. They'd been out for 12 hours, nearly. i looked on line and everything said, they had to be tossed.
When Master got up i had no choice but to fess up, but i didn't do it immediately. i was too upset and i didn't know what to do because wasting food is a such a huge no-no around here. We waste almost nothing. It's not about the money so much as the food gone bad. So i mark everything that i put in the frig with tape and a sharpie so we know what needs to be eaten first. Master just hates waste. So... i came to Him and knelt at His side and i told Him i had a confession to make and He thought i was sorta kidding but i knew He'd be mad. Then i burst into tears, like a baby. i know it's only a couple peppers and this might seem overly dramatic but to me, i let Him down in a really big way and that's all that matters.
He surprised me, He really did. Instead of His usual unpleasant reaction when things get wasted, He said that because He could see i was truly remorseful, it was enough for Him. Remorseful? i was mortified and sorta scared outta my stockings. It almost made it harder! *sigh*
So now it's out there, to everyone who might read this and again to Master, i'm sorry! =( So mistakes happen and everyone does dumb things, now i'll just make sure never to do this one again. (i hope!!!)
Peace to you and yours,
MD's treasure
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i have done the same thing and i just went to die when i get up in the morning and see what i forgot to put away.
ReplyDeletewe do make mistakes really we do, but it doesnt make it any easy on us, we are slave and i swear we strive for perfection.
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Isn't it a terrible feeling though? i am just thankful that He was as understanding as He was.
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