...the 8th time this week and I've had 2 bowls of granola, 2 packets of crisps and a giant flapjack in the same amount of time.
He decided against doing the bacon wrapped chicken for lunch because "it's too much faff, so I'll have the chicken later" and he's having bacon sarnies for his lunch tomorrow instead of soup, but I'm predicting right now, at 2.14pm, that he'll come up with an excuse not to do that as well so I'll have to do his chicken this afternoon and his bacon sandwiches tomorrow. I'll have to make his third meal of the day for his tea tonight too otherwise he won't eat (and he needs to, for medical reasons) which'll be my fault too. Basically, out of the 8 meals that he's eaten so far, I've made 7 of them 'cos he made his lunch yesterday.
I've gotta remember to take the last four chicken breasts out of the freezer tomorrow, ready for his chicken curry on Friday too. It's sausages and chips on Saturday then it's my first lunch since 31st October on Sunday as it's lasagne, which I'm predicting, at 2.24pm, will be made by me too.
Apparently he makes all my meals and drinks for me though <shrug>
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