That is me.
In my defense I've felt like total crap since Sunday (the 10th) when I made the double batch of tortillas and fail bread. I landed myself in the ER on Wednesday, which is a rather aggravating story all on its own. Since then I've been on a liquid diet. Today David permitted me to have oatmeal that he made for breakfast. Clearly I'm in no shape to want to cook or bake. That would be the ultimate torture. Watching my family eat is bad enough, and David's smart remark about last night being pizza night didn't help matters. I finally snapped.. expletives, tossing a dish towel, and slamming my bedroom door were involved. There's a good chance I should apologize to David for my behavior.
Since I won't be doing any cooking or baking in the next few days this leave me the chance to scrub and organize the kitchen better. I also have a curtain rod and new curtains for the living room that I got the day I started feeling bad. I may or may not blog and photograph my progress on it just to keep myself in the habit. :P
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