I went shopping last night at 10:30. I was thrilled that my local supermarket was still open, because I really wanted a nice cup of black tea with milk before bedtime. (I had tea, but we’d been out of milk for a couple days and been too busy to go shopping.)
I got the milk, and a few other things that I walked past which looked good: spaghetti, apples, a frozen pot-pie for lunch today (Amy’s Kitchen is the best!) and some black tea to take to work, because my stash there had run out. They didn’t have my favorite tea, but they had a nice looking Twinings English Breakfast, and an Irish Breakfast. I took the English, and was pretty happy.
This afternoon, I pulled the tea out of my bag in the office and discovered, to my horror, that I actually bought DECAFFINATED English Breakfast tea. Woe! Misery! Weak tea!
It’s not actually terrible—it just tastes more like a second infusion than a first.
I already knew not to shop when hungry, or when craving sweets. Now I also know not to shop when sleepy…