The Dinner Ritual

The dinner usual ritual goes like this - We eat, my parents make and drink their 7th tea for the day, I pack up the table (the dirty dishes and cutlery in the sink and most of the stuff back into the fridge or pantry) whilst Eva lazes about with a banana in her hand, and then (sometimes after I complain about her never helping clear the table and instead lazing about with a banana in her hand, which she then denies) she gladwraps anything that needs to be gladwrapped. For the last two nights however, the dinner ritual has gone like this - We eat, my parents make and drink their 7th tea for the day, I pack up the table (the dirty dishes and cutlery in the sink and most of the stuff back into the fridge and pantry), and then I gladwrap anything that needs to be gladwrapped. Heck, I even cooked tonight. There's no lazing about with bananas and no arguements about who helps out more at dinner most nights. I would have been practicising this new dinner ritual for over a week now, but usually I'm not that hungry come dinner time and just eat something straight out of the fridge. It's weird not having Eva here.