Tea and Toast

There is nothing like being completely broke to make one appreciate the things in a person’s life. I found this out after I was fired from a job and was waiting for my paperwork from the Marine Corps to come through.

It was about three-months between the two and by that time I was down to pennies in an old Kerr jar. I eventually established a daily routine.

Each morning I would make myself two-pieces of toast and a cup of unsweetened hot-tea for breakfast. I would repeat this senerio twice more during the day. 

Living on six slices of unbuttered toast and three cups of tea takes some discipline, but I was able to do it. By the time my paperwork was approved and I was on a southbound bus heading for San Diego, I weighed about 135 pounds.

I have never complained about anything served to me since.