I forgot the hour

I forgot the resting time. Even the ten minutes to myself.

Today was a good day where I enjoyed myself without fear. I cooked. We talked. We caught up. I even made those silly sounds again.

And the song we sing goes... Bum bum bum...

I will miss my housemate when we leave.

Empty fridge

A nice cleansing process to avoid any green fluffy gremlims on my return.

Cook up the leftovers!

 Seasoned to perfection.

Lazy chef

This is what happens when the chopping board doesn't sit properly on the counter. One awkward chop and you'll have squash seeds everywhere.

All before 8.30 am.

POW!