This evening I thought I would cook Adam a nice dinner. He got in late from work yesterday and his dinner did not resemble a dinner once he took it out of the oven and left it on the side while he decided to go and read stories with Leo. By the time he got to it I couldn’t believe he was still going to eat it. He battled his way through one of now chewy, hard, dry, spicy sausage and mac and cheese which wasn’t too bad. He gave up the battle with the other sausage and threw it away.
Adam got home at a decent time tonight. The kids were eating left over mac and cheese with vegetables. On the stove top was my delicious curry simmering nicely.
Adam had big breakfast meeting downtown with the rest of his team but thought he would have his usual cereal breakfast not wanting to rely on fruit and croissants until lunchtime. I hadn’t realized they would be out of the office all day. ¬†I wish he had told me.
When he came in I had to mention to him that his dinner was waiting for him on the stove. Adam took the lid off and I thought I saw a ‘Oh no, I’m not hungry’, look on his face. He said it wasn’t but I am sure it was. He said he had been fed all day. He grazed at the constant platters of foods that were on offer, in the hotel conference room. He wasn’t hungry in the slightest. I sighed. I had actually made the effort to cook a nice meal, one that he would normally like but not tonight. He said he might have a little but I told him not to force himself. I said I would freeze it for another night. He felt bad. I felt a little disappointed.
Later on this evening, I put the curry in a tupperware container. The funny thing is I didn’t even fancy eating curry tonight. I did it just for Adam.
