summercomfort | (no subject)

So yeah, it's common knowledge that when I'm tired I become very bitter and selfish and very antisocial. There's been a bit of that lately. But tonight I was making stir-fry for tomorrow's obento and I was suddenly very glad that I'm not living by myself. I was very thankful for the fact that the obento program is working, that Cat's music was tuning the house, that I didn't have to do the tupperware organizing by myself, that I had yummy chocolate chip poppy seed cookies to steal and pasta for dinner. Sure, I spent over 2 hours tonight washing dishes and then making obento and then my laundry didn't dry and now everyone's asleep and I need to wake up in 5.5 hours to give Jono his lunch when he stops by at 7am, and Isaac woke me up at 6:45 this morning because he didn't know how to make onigiri (I didn't, either) and I'd gone to sleep at 2-ish the night before (which would explain my earlier surliness).... But right now feeling happy and content. Maybe it's just that the freezer is looking well-stocked again. Preparedness makes me happy.