The fiance is the cook in the house (and the reason I’ve put on a good 10 pounds since he moved in). I can bake up a storm, but when it comes to cooking dinner and the like I’m a bit of an idiot. I can go months without having to go near a cooking appliance, so his fears that I am going to starve to death in his absence are somewhat founded.
All the shops are closed for Good Friday so I’ve been forced to prepare my own meals today. For lunch I decided to warm up some pita bread to eat with Hummus. How can anybody fuck that up? Here’s how: put the pita bread in the broiler to heat it up and make it a bit crispy, sit down in the living room to surf the interwebs, then totally forget about the pita bread…until the smoke alarm starts blaring. Perhaps I should stick to using the microwave.
I’ve been alone for less than 24 hours and have already managed to nearly burn the house down. God knows what I’ll manage to do in the next 10 days.