It’s In The Oven

Discovered the lowest temp setting on my little apartment gas oven is 170F.

My late sweetheart, long ago, left meals for me, as I was doing what is now called a “Side Hustle” and a note “It’s in the oven”, for when I got home to “our” apartment at 3 AM. It was my home after leaving a failed marriage . She had to be up and out early, on a regular work schedule for her job. We both got it really right in marriage, the second time. Till death we did part, almost 30 years later.

I was lucky then, to have a customer (now called a Client) from my day job who wanted and was willing to pay for out of the box techie stuff. My manual Invoices financially papered over the mess of a failed 21 year marriage. Kept my sons covered with Health & Dental.

So 33 years later, it’s “In The Oven”. What I cooked last night – really good! But I wasn’t hungry then. Am now. And so it goes.