Some days, the thought of cooking makes me want to hurl myself off my balcony.  Tell me I’m not alone in this. Like I like cooking, but why does everyone always have to eat everything? Why can’t we just have home-cooked meals that I don’t have to make?   I’m being dramatic? Yes, I am… because why does the hubs have to go out on the day I don’t feel like cooking? FML!  If he didn’t have a life, he would be able to cook for us, and that would be the end of my hangry temper tantrum.   Well, guess what?…

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