Friday the 13th!

Chris' birthday kicked my ass. I'm not particularly certain why. It's not like our plans were extremely physical or anything. I've been paying the price regardless though. I've been fighting major fatigue all week, and pep talking myself into doing anything beyond basic chores.

Yesterday I spent some time working on one of my closets. I have some bags of stuff in it that Chris brought with when he moved in that I still haven't found a home for. One of them was all paperwork; which I spent yesterday sorting between our important papers tub and keepsake box. The other is all electronics and cords. It's been my looming project of the day today, which I've only slightly dented. I've been working really hard on getting our entire home organized and free of unnecessary clutter.

Last night I made grilled chipolte chicken and swiss cheese sandwiches for dinner and we watched The 5th Wave. It was actually a really good movie. We stayed up way too late watching it. It's one of those movies that makes you think.

Bullshit Stuffed Potatoes

So I tried a recipe out tonight for egg stuffed baked potatoes.

Link to Recipe

It didn't go well at all. It took over a good two hours if you count originally baking the potatoes.

It looked pretty freaking delicious, but the egg inside was raw.

I cooked it longer than suggested, and even broiled at the end for a few minutes. After reading the recipe comments this seems to be a common issue.

I am ticked. I have no spoons left to recook anything even remotely awesome, and I'm hungry.

Hungry and sad.

Possibly hangry.

Moral of this story, don't make that recipe unless you want to run the risk of being vastly disappointed.