Categories: life
Date: 21 November 2008 13:33:01
Gulps very loudly.
Actually, I hate lists. But...
I spent this morning writing lists, then a list of the lists, once I'd done the work I went out to do, and also assured friend her suggested route was probably as good as any, and it at least avoided her using four different motorways on a Friday. Can't help her to avoid the M1, though; hopefully it will be minimal time on it.
The bonus is I got to do all this whilst sitting around waiting to do my next bit!! The joys of being a rehearsal pianist when you're not used all through the performance! Must remember to take an Allen key next week, to open the piano lid with..
A week of digging out all my favourite recipes and enjoying them with someone who likes my cooking will be a great pleasure. It will be a joy to eat tomato sauce based food again. It will be a delight to eat "wet" food (anything in a sauce, especially tomato, or any kind of casserole). It will be pleasant to get through a meal without sarcastic comments of "I'm sure that was very good for me." It will be reassuring to know my cooking will be enjoyed... it will be fantastic to sit down to the table and not have some one fussing about soaking the pots and pans and thereby letting her meal go cold. I've missed cooking my way. In my current living situation, I'm down to about three recipes which I try and vary as much as I can, but can't always. Luckily, I only cook once or twice a week for the household, but it's my currently least favourite activity of the week, when once upon a time, I used to enjoy cooking. The sound of my jaw dropping when I was muttering about getting the correct tea and milk for my friend's stay, and I was accused of pandering to her "fussiness" could well have been heard through the Whole Wide Wibbling World.
Now, which list shall I tackle first?