Last night I finally got around to making that Mongolian beef. It's good and all but there's a reason I hate making Chinese food. THE MESS. It's HORRIBLE. I have to do a cleanup halfway through, including a quick Swiffering of the floor. Grease goes EVERYWHERE.
Look at my stovetop!
And those knobs! UGH.
The worst mess ever. Anyway, after I cooked it was weird. I had this burst of energy and felt like cleaning up the mess.
Here we are on Wednesday and I still plan on making dinner. Tonight is Chicken Alfredo. I just got home from Kroger but after seeing their signs for Blue Bell's return, I got distracted/excited and forgot to buy chicken. Looks like I'm going back to the store.
In other news, Operation Declutter has started. Yesterday I started on the cat/craft/should-be-guest room. Today I'm taking a break. I'll get there, I will. I'm kind of determined. And look where being kind of determined has gotten me with the whole take-out ban.
The first step is admitting you have a goal… or something like that.
