Alright, I saw “Julie and Julia” and believe the time between initiating the cooking project and the first Julie melt down had to have been more than 4 days. Guess I am missing the competitive drive that drove Julia to mince all those onions.
Today started well – boiled eggs: one for breakfast and 3 for use later. Downhill from there. Waited too long for lunch and decided a sandwich from a restaurant was the best use of time. Energy frazzled by 4:30 pm. Home with a highly anticipated new kitchen trash can to find that the liner will not come out. Tell me I do not have to return this! Nibbled on some chicken hoping the protein boost would change my attitude as well as ability to cope with the obstinate liner. Reached for the vegetables pre-cut for snacks and managed to knock over the chicken broth that I had placed in the ‘fridge to separate the fat. All over the inside of the refrigerator – fat and all. I resorted to a bowl of cereal with raisins and rice milk. I give up.
It should not be this difficult to be able to have the energy and motivation to fix a good meal after a taxing day at work.