Hoarding

So what if I waited 5 long months for fresh, backyard eggs.  I just needed to see a whole dozen of them there piled up and looking all homegrown and delicious before they could be cracked and consumed.  So, I hoarded.  I'll admit I caved on the first few, but when they really started coming, there were no eggs of any sort - scrambled or otherwise - on my children's plates until there was a carton full.

And then, there was.  And now, we dine.