I started to make pancakes last night, and my husband insisted on helping me.

I have always loved cooking. I’ve been really good at it, but it’s like my thing to do alone.

Having him in the kitchen with me, was like driving with him only he has pedals and a steering well as well. It is one of the worst experiences.

He thought we were having fun. I was miserable and fucking up. I ended up storming off and going to bed.

I didn’t even finish watching the movie Quasi… which is the movie made by the same guys that made super troopers! My favorite movie of all time is super troopers.

I think of behavioral activation skills that I teach my clients and one is to start doing things you use to love to do.

Cooking was my thing. I do not want to do it with someone who is trying to steer as well. i’m trying to get back in the kitchen more, but it is hard with my husband… And his cooking isn’t my favorite.