But in all seriousness, I really do miss Cracker Barrel.
I miss driving. I loved the freedom of being able to say "I'm going to x" and "I'll be back at x o'clock."
I miss drying machines. Oh for the day I won't have to hang our clothes out all over our living room on strange contraptions. Old timey cuteness? Yeah, I enjoyed that idea the first week. Now I'm over it.
I miss dish washers. Although I mainly grew up without one, I never thought I'd have to return to such dire conditions. I'd gladly return to the who's going to load and who's going to unload argument over who's going to wash and who's going to hand dry.
I miss Jiffy, Betty Crocker, and other box mixes. Yes, I'm learning to bake and post about it often, but what about those days I don't want to bake? What about when I'd rather throw it together 10 minutes before the guests arrive?
And writing these things out has accomplished exactly what I figured it might. I feel foolish and spoiled. I have a sheepish grin on my face. Did I really just admit that I complain about these things when I still have clean running water, a heated flat and an abundance of food within walking distance? And when I'm back in the US, what will I complain about then? Probably the cost of gas, the wait at Cracker Barrel and the electric bill that's been run up by the dryer and washing machines.
Hi, my name is Michaela and I'm spoiled.
Please feel free to follow my footsteps by posting a sheepish comment about the things you're spoiled over and have complained about this week. You'll feel more blessed in the end - I sure do. Besides, I'd appreciate seeing I'm not alone. ;)