sometimes you get so busy you can’t cook.
sometimes you get so busy you forget to sleep or eat.
i’m currently somewhere in between. cooking, yes. sleeping yes, but in that middle place is where writing blog posts has fallen out of the realm of frequent possibilities.
sometimes, when you’re in that place, Manfriend says “don’t worry about dinner, i’ll take care of it.”
sometimes he makes you 2 baby bacon grilled cheese sandwiches and sweet potato fries. sometimes. 🙂