Oh my God! I screamed and rushed to my feet as a wave of awareness and remembrance dwelt through my mind. What was I thinking? I was carried away with scrolling on my phone and eating that I had forgotten that I put food on the fire. I scrambled to my feet as I started making frantic efforts to rush down to the kitchen. My Roomate had just entered the room and was still standing close to the door when the thought came rushing back to me.
She was startled with my scream and asked what happened. My food! I forgot I put food on the fire, I answered as I pushed past her with speed grabbing the door and scampering towards the kitchen. It’s Been over an hour. I was cooking and i just said to go to the room and eat while I await the food to get ready which should take some few minutes and I totally forgot. It skipped my mind that I had put food on fire and I was busy scrolling away on my phone after eating.
By the time I had gotten to the kitchen, the food was already burnt. A Good Samaritan had out off the gas. I stood bewildered, how could this have skipped by mind? A lot of times, I have burnt my food with this singular act. Most time when I put my food on fire and leave the scene, I rarely remember that I am cooking that’s why most times I prefer to hand around until the food is done.
One of the very pathetic experiences I had with this was one day I had cooked stew and rice and after eating, I decided to warm the remaining stew which wasn’t much, it was just supposed to be nothing more than five minutes. I just said to go into my room and pick up something and then come back and off the gas. Men and brethren, did you know that I totally forgot that I had put stew on fire. I stayed in the room all night and slept off. It was the next morning when I woke up and went to the kitchen that I remembered that I was warming stew the previous night. A Good Samaritan had offed the gas again but this time around the stew was jarred to charcoal level, the pot was badly burnt and even the back of the pot turned brown. Up till today, the scar from that burn on the pot has refused to leave, a reminder of forgetfulness.
Some days ago, I wanted to prepare a herbal drink that I always take as a supplement for blood. The herbal drink is prepared with the Leaves of a herb called hospital is too far by putting them in water and boiling over time. After dishing my dinner, I decided that I was going to cook the herb. I filled the pot up to half with water and added the leaves and covered to boil. I carried my food inside to eat with the hope of coming back in about ten to twenty minutes to check on the herbs.
It skipped by memory again and after two hours, I saw me rushing down to the kitchen again after I remembered. Thank God someone has offed the gas again but this time around the leaves didn’t burn but the water was totally dried up from the pot. A waste of gas in this expensive economy. Because of these repeated forgetting episodes, I no longer leave my food and go to the room. I will stay in the kitchen until it’s well cooked, I will off the gas before going anywhere else as a measure to avoid the repeated burning and wasting of resources due to things skipping my mind like that.