its six pm. went into the kitchen, opened some fish fillets not knowing what i was going to do with them, read the package and got the idea for egg and breadcrumb breading, and then started looking for breadcrumbs. In the process, I yanked packages and cans and boxes of pasta out, leaving them on the floor still.
its at least a half hour ormore later now after two phone calls--one from al walking home from work and one from my only friend, amy. its after 6:30 and no dinner is made and its not going to be. i need a plan where food is ready early in the day. i cannot cook, prepare, clean up after i have greeted amy from school and done the whole bp and chair change. it drains me.
gotta go order takeout and watch tv like i do almost every nite. what a life.
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