I can’t even believe I am saying this, but I am sick to death of cooking right now. I’m pretty sure I’ve never said those words, come to think of it. I like cooking. I even love it sometimes. But for some reason, right now, there’s nothing I detest more in life.
And I have to go to the grocery store in the morning and I can’t even bring myself to make out a list. I know, I know…not making a list is like the cardinal sin of grocery shopping. What do I do, people???
Seriously, the thought of going through my recipes and trying to plan out all the meals for the following week literally makes me want to vomit right now.
So, in all likelihood, tomorrow I will go to the store, blindly slinging things in to my cart and end up spending a million dollars and coming home with nothing of any nutritional value whatsoever.
If that doesn’t scream Mother of the Year, then I beg of you, tell me what does!