Anna
It was Saturday and I had been holed up in my apartment the whole day. Today is the day! I am making that rice with chicken. I have been practicing the whole week and the police officers had not have to come back even once. I call that progress. Kathe taught me some basic things on Thursday before training. I can do this!
I could not do that. Let's just forget I ever said I was going to cook. How can someone possibly be so bad at something? I was now curled in a ball on my bed holding back tears while the dish washer washed my pain away, along with the dishes. I stood up and sighed. I needed to go grocery shopping again. I drove to the store and grabbed the ingredients I needed. The clerk gave me a pity look and offered to ell me the ingredients in bulk size. I scoffed and declined.
