
So much depends on the pretty blue bowl in the avocado sink.
Now that I've quit my job (oh did I tell you? I quit.), I'm determined to spend more time cooking. Not that I haven't been cooking up until now, but have I been making beans and currys and katsups from scratch? I have not.
In other news, why do I feel guilty for leaving a job that has not paid me in over two months, and as far as I can tell can't pay me, ever again? Hm.
5 comments:
Go, Nora, go!
That was the right call.
Enjoy your beanses and katsups!
Working there was no longer just or sustainable.
I ditto the momeester and seester comments. But I understand what you mean. I'd prolly feel guilty too. I think it's our nature.
But so much does depend on those beans in the blue bowl in the avocado sink, don'it? A little e.e., you.
"Doh!"
I woke up in the middle of the night and said to myself.
I should have said, You, Little William Carlos Willam, you!
hahahahahahaha
Thanks Tricia, that went right by me
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