I'm a creature of habit. I thrive on a routine. A normal day in Amy's life is as follows:
-turn on water for tea/coffee
-make breakfast (yogurt with sliced banana, strawberries, and flaxseed)
-read news, check email,
-wake husband up
-cut up veggies for school snack
-collect school things
-head out the door
-go back inside to make sure the stove is turned off (I'm paraniod like that)
-bike to bakery
-buy pumpkinseed bretzel
-bike to school
-learn for two hours
-go get a coffee
-drink coffee and eat bretzel and veggies
-learn for another 1.5 hours
-rest of day (this part of the day varies drastically)
This is my day, every single school day. And I like it. However, lately I have run into an issue:
THE BAKERY IS OUT OF MY PUMPKINSEED BRETZEL FOR THE LAST TWO WEEKS.
This makes me sad. Not having my bretzel kind of throws my day off. I don't know what to do. Lately I've been substituting with granola bars made at another bakery. I enjoy this enough, but it still isn't the same.
This morning David actually went in and asked what was going on. He was assured that the bretzel had been ordered, but hadn't come in. I hope they have one tomorrow. There is nothing better than to walk into somewhere and you don't even have to say what you want. That's right, I walk in and the woman at the bakery headed for the pumpkinseed bretzel before I even say a word. It's great. I miss it.