Haha, as if my oven shelves are clean enough to cook on! He’s having a laugh.
It’s a constant struggle keeping on top of it, isn’t it. I have to wait for the chicken to cool down before I can go back upstairs, so I’ll nibble away at it over the next half hour.
Leo Szilard, on escaping Germany the day before the Nazis closed the borders: "In order to succeed in this life, you do not have to be clever. You don't have to know what the future may bring. All you have to do is understand what the future may bring one day before most of the others do."
Made myself a tasty dinner AND cooked a big pot of Tuscan chicken for the freezer. Now sitting here wondering how on earth I can manage the kitchen clear up. Cooking with a chronic illness is a constant challenge.
UPDATE: I ended up feeding them anyway as my wife was asleep. Have just finished streaming, and discovered that once she woke up they were adamant that they HADN'T been fed and managed to secure an extra dinner each. So Team Cat won there.
One thing I was talking about with my therapist is how the Venn diagram of "people who have experienced PEM that forces you to lay in the dark and quiet for days and try not to think too hard so you don't crash again" And "people who are well enough to talk about those experiences" Is very small
I once asked my mum what the Swinging 60’s were like and she relied, ‘Pah, they weren’t swinging anywhere except for a few streets in London’. I always remember that when people hype up particular parts of the past.
Most confusing thing to me is, who the fuck ever said there was money or fame in SFF short fiction Like I adore it but come on now, they couldn't think of anything more lucrative to cheat at?
And why haven’t any of Gail Carringer’s books been adapted? Her gay ones are way too spicy but Parasol would be a fab universe to televise.