most days water, powder, eggs, stir, is just a little too far out of reach

having a bad day.  this means all systems no-go.  like, all of them.  i just want some soup.  i want to make a pot of soup for myself, so i can feel a little better with something healthy in my belly.

it’s ok.  i’ll dry my tears for the umpteenth time, blow my nose, and try again.  eventually i will get some soup, or this day will end.  regardless, hopefully tomorrow will be better.  and no matter what, at least i get a tomorrow, so at least there’s that.  i am still, despite everything, grateful.

accidents happen

kitten knocked over my full can of dr pepper. this is sad for two reasons:
1) there is now a sticky mess to clean up
2) last night, when i was hot and thirsty, i could have had delicious, cold dr pepper, but i ignored the can because i thought i had finished it and it was already empty.