I was going to make up a yummy pizza for dinner (I make pizza from scratch. And it's darn yummy, if I do say so myself. Which I do.), with all kinds of interesting toppings and stuff, but my motivation failed me. I've been feeling really tired lately, and I just didn't have the energy to embark on actual cooking. So instead, I'm nuking some veg. chili.
It's homemade chili, though -- that counts for something, right?
*sigh* It's not that I dislike cooking -- I actually rather enjoy it, when I have the time. But I just can't muster the energy to cook after being at work all day, when all I want is food on the table, closely followed by food in my tummy.
Ah, there goes the microwave. Time for dinner.
(I'm becoming one of *those* people. This scares me.)