I just wanted to make dinner today and I couldn’t even do that. I never make dinner and I thought to myself, “You know what? I’m going to rustle us up something for dinner using the ingredients we have!” It was all going so well, too. We had a huge squash from Oddbox and some leftover lasagne so I thought I’d make a squash soup and we could have that with the leftovers. Simple!!

I chopped up all of the ingredients, saving the big squash for last. To my surprise and my dismay, the squash turned out to be an oblong pumpkin. I continued cutting the pumpkin, struggling to break cut it down into more manageable chunks because it was so thick. The soup recipe seemed quite simple: chuck it all in the pot, add some stock and then blend it up! I knew that if I followed the recipe and used the pumpkin it would take ages for the pumpkin to soften up so I threw it on a baking sheet and turned the oven on high, crossing my fingers that it would soften so I could cut it up further.

As the time ticked by and I had to come to terms with the fact that the pumpkin needed to be roasted for about an hour, I just shut down and decided to throw in the towel. Clearly my plan wasn’t working and dinner was ruined. Now I’m just grumpy and feeling bad about myself.

To top it all off, I got a facetime call from my dad and that made my mood plummet further.

Not great, not great.