Some time ago I decided to try to stick to regular and as healthy as possible eating, which means that I try to prepare nice/healthy meals everyday. Well at least a lunch and a dinner, breakfast is still a bit hard to realize sometimes, since I have trouble to get out of bed in the mornings.
Get out of beeeeeeeeeeed. Mwurghglglgl. Almost lunchtime, you stupid, you’re not only a couch potato but a bed potato as well. Eeeeh.
Standing in the kitchen. Healthy food. Regular eating. Yay! And Yay because its: lunchtime!
Standing more and more and more in the kitchen. Staring at the oven. Hm. Eat? Yeah. Uhm. Uhm. Minutes pass by. More minutes passing by. Discussion with myself how to feel today. But after 30 minutes…
Yeah! I’m just going to do this! Yay yay I am going to make an awesome lunch and everything will be okay. Yay I can do this. Woohoo.
Hmm. Bread. Eggs. Scallions. Yeah. Good idea. I’ll use those. Level of hope rises a bit.
A little smile appears when walking with a pan. Yay. I’m just going to make lunch!
*Tadaa* Superegg….still smiling a bit.
But after a couple of seconds….uhoh…I don’t know what happened, but this wasn’t part of the plan….
Trying to catch it while screaming aaaaahhhh…
It was too late.
There was the egg lying on the floor.
And that’s where the lunch adventure ended. My little smile dissapeared, and ‘meh’ came back.