Monday, January 17, 2005
So, I get back home after a hard day's work. It is the coldest day in creation and all I want is a cup ofmint tea to warm me up. However, when I get to the kitchen I see that GRC has made chocolate chip cookies. How great is that?! Now I can have cookies with my. In truth, I have already had two cookies.
Now, I am sad because tomorrow GRC is going to house sit at a place far far away for like three months. It is a trial separation. She is sequestering herself to get her dissertation done. What am I going to do with myself? I can't make cookies. I don't know how the garbage works. How am I going to figure it out? It's sink or swim time at my house.