It's that day, when even the merest hint of anything resembling a thought of entering the kitchen can send shrieks down my chilled spine.
Washing vegetables, rolling dough to make chapatis, soaking rice, chopping vegetables sounds just about as torturous as hiking in boots one size too small.
Wild horses couldn't drag me.
No, not today. Can't do it today. No, please.
Have mercy, I want to do absolutely nothing.
Ugh, constantly wet hands. No!!!
Washing dishes NOOOO!!
These are days when I wished I were home alone. I'd just bake a couple potatoes or make some salad and call it dinner.
Not laziness as much as not wanting go through the kitchen grind. Everyone deserves a break sometimes.
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