A while back, you may remember me saying how, due to circumstances out of my control, I would probably have to move back home once the lease on the apartment runs out in March. Well, after talking it over with one of my room mates, we came to an agreement that would allow me to stay here with them. It’s a decision that benefits me more than them, most likely, but they’re happy that they won’t have to move, so we’re all happy.

Anyway, since this seems to be permanent, I need to start saving money and eating better. To accomplish this, I’ve decided to start cooking instead of relying on fast food and frozen meals. These past two days have been interesting. While the food has turned out pretty well, it’s not without cost. Yesterday, while cutting up some celery, I cut my right thumb pretty nicely while not paying attention to what I was doing. I cursed and bled through the first bandaid, but it’s ok now. Today, however, in a stroke of genius, I went to clean the stove after using it and didn’t bother to realize the grill would still be hot. I managed to burn the same right thumb that I cut. I cursed myself out some more.

The lesson here is: I need to be more careful. I’m in such a rush to eat, that I get careless and stop paying attention to what I’m doing. My right thumb is not pleased.