...we're not having Pasta Bake today after all. Steve's having his pasta pots and I'm having bread and spread "but we'll definitely have it [pazza bake] tomorrow" which I won't believe until it's on the plate in front of me. Out of the 12 meals he says he cooks for me by lunchtime on a Saturday, he's cooked prescisely none this week and has provided me with 15 minutes of care instead of the 25 hours of care he should have provided me with as of midnight last night. Even if he cares for me constantly between now and midnight on Sunday, he's got no way of reaching the 34 hours and 45 minutes (minimum) necessary. OTOH I've already provided him with 4 hours and 40 minutes of care today alone, which brings the running total of my care for the week up to 68 hours and 47 minutes so far this week, so I've only gotta care for him for 1 hour and 13 minutes today before I hit the double time marker or 16 hours and 13 minutes before I head to bed tomorrow to hit 85 hours.
I'd best go and get his lunch out of the fridge for him while he's awake I suppose.
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