Check your supplies.

You check to make sure you have everything, you would be gone for at least a week and it would suck if you didn't have everything, wouldn't it? You go through all of your things that was in the bag you planned on bringing, making sure you had everything, "Let's see..." you say out loud to yourself. "Water, check... Food, check... cloths... Check... Map, Check... Magical fire sticks, check..." You continue through your list, seeing that you have everything you smile and close up your large bag. Now that you were happy that you had everything, you look around for some breakfast. Your stomach roars at you, it feels like you had not eaten in days. You find some left over eggs and some milk in your ice box and decide to cook up some scrambled eggs. After cooking the eggs over some hot coals left burning over night to keep you warm in your small house, you happily eat your food. Feeling full from your small meal, you yawn and pat your stomach. "That was good~" you say to yourself. You stand up and begin to walk towards your bed. Suddenly, you trip and fall flat on your face, your butt sticking up into the air, "God dammit! That hurt...~!" You yell. You sit back down and rub your face. "Ugh... can't wait to find this stupid gem and get this all over with..." you continue to talk to yourself. Talking to yourself is a bad habit of yours... Something you always did even since a child. You stand up once more, hoping this time you wont trip. You make your way over to your bed and pick up your bag... It's about time you get up and head to the docks.