Aspirational produce...

8 December 2019: Things I didn’t count on when I bought the package of baby spinach and spring mix salad last week:

1. I’d have dinner out with colleagues on Wednesday, which was lovely.
2. I’d be in a big old funk on Saturday and order take-out to feel better.
3. I’d feel really sick most of today and the very thought of might-be-expired lettuce might send me over the edge.

Sorry, salad mix. I genuinely feel guilty whenever this happens.