I thought I was doing so well with this jetlag thing. I'd survived my marathon trip home (30hrs door to door) and managed to get through those two days at the office. Slept most of Saturday and thought I had it all sussed.
Nup. Sunday lunchtime I managed to ruin a perfectly good heat and eat pasta, by leaving the stove on low until I had stewed the tortellini and burnt the sauce. In the same pan. Eugh.
The next night I totally destroyed a stirfry. Thought my garlic and blackbean was a simmer sauce, so poured in the whole jar then, when it tasted funny, finally read the instructions and realised it was only supposed to have 3 tablespoons in...
Tonight I think I'll go to the local chippy.
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