Making Sandwiches

Two days ago, we made 16 sandwiches. By the end of the day, I was pooped. That morning, we shopped for ingredients then cooked them. The chicken had to be torn into fibrous strips by hand so it can be mixed into the gooey filling. While mixing, we ran out of mayo so we went back to the grocery.

But the most fun part was putting together the sandwiches: first the butter, then the lettuce before spreading on the filling. But we ran out of lettuce and bread. Spanky went back to the grocery. We put the lovely sandwiches on paper plates and slid them into clear plastic bags. I stuck the labels in front. Very, very nice. I fell in love with those sandwiches.

The next morning, we received instructions of cutting the sandwiches in half. So one by one, we removed them from their already perfect packaging and halved them. Then we delivered them.

16 sandwiches. 16 reasons to feel tired but fulfilled.