Frustration

It's Sunday. Lovely day. Been out for brunch, had great berry pancakes with maple syrup and ice cream. Kicking back at home, windows and doors open, sun streaming in, the busy sounds of the world filtering inside. What's missing?

Reading the Sunday paper, of course.

But it's late afternoon now. Quick, run down to the nearest place that has papers. Aargh. Sold out.

I feel incomplete without my Sunday newspaper fix! Grrr.