the little things

I am not a morning person. I am especially not a morning person when I'm up until the sun has risen. There are some simple pleasures in the morning that can make this time tolerable. Good, hot coffee being the most important. Breakfast is not a regular thing for me, as I'm rarely hungry when I open my cranky eyes. But occassionally, I will bring home from the store a yummy little confection that I look forward to having with my coffee. Yesterday, I bought some pumpkin pecan scones. Just 2 of them, because I'm thoughtful enough to buy those treats not only for myself, but for the ex with whom I still live. So, I woke up this morning, put the coffee on, and reached in my half-slumber up the the top of the refrigerator, where I had stashed my little pumpkin treats. My hand found nothing. I knew immediately that HE had eaten them. Both of them. Because he is inconsiderate and selfish that way, and it's one of those little things that makes me want to choke him. Oh, how I need to get out of here before someone gets hurt.