She calls me. A lot. At night. When I am asleep. When she has had what sounds like 12 daiquiris. I think she misses me.
It is hard cooking for one person when you've been cooking for two for 4 or 5 years. I have found out that leftovers are the best thing on the face of the planet when it is 7:30 and you have no clue of what to eat. I've had pasta for the past 4 days now, and while I may be getting just a tad sick of it, I have enough to last 2 more days before I make a new batch.
Don't get me wrong, I really enjoy cooking and have some gourmet tendancies. But I really don't want to exert myself if I don't have to.
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