There are not enough hours in a day. There just are not. I think I could do quite nicely with 26 or even possibly 28 hours in a day. I am doing laundry. And sewing. Oh yes, you read right, sewing. I am fixing a hook on camo coveralls in preparation for duck season. Because I am awesome.
This week I have also cooked like a crazy person.
Saturday: Lasagna.
Tuesday: chicken enchiladas. **Did not have sour cream for them because I don't read when I go grocery shopping and instead of sour cream got a small carton of cottage cheese. Dur!
Wednesday: Mac & Cheese with brats. Oh yes, just like the childhood mac & cheese with hot dogs. But all grown up as shells and cheese with brats. It was delicious.
I was desperately hoping I was done cooking for the week and could survive on leftovers. Tomorrow night I have class and I usually don't cook when I have class. That's when those extra 2 hours in a day would come in handy.
Also, during all of my wonderful cooking, my dishwasher continues to suck. Not just kind of suck. It's really pretty pointless. I'm fairly sure the dishes are cleaner when they go in than when they come out. Gr! I spent a couple of days handwashing my dishes and then realized I didn't have time for that.
Back to repairing coveralls. And looking for more time in my life.
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