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I walked out from the bedroom and asked my wife, I thought you said you were making breakfast.

She was sitting at the dining room table with a coffee and puzzled pieces strewn out

in front of her.

I will in an hour, she replied, I don't have time to wait, I responded.

Not looking up from her puzzle trance, she said leisurely, make it yourself then.

Fine, I will, I said defiantly.

I walked into the kitchen like an octopus and heat.

There were tentacles flying everywhere.

Within 45 seconds I had half the refrigerator poured out onto the counter, dish wear out,

the pan crackling on the stove at full flame.

You're going to burn the house down, she yupped from the peanut gallery.

It's not a race, there's no trophy at the end, slow down, you're giving me anxiety, she

said.

I hate cooking, I do it out of necessity.

I don't have the patience for it.

I can make some stuff, tasty stuff, but it ain't pretty.

I just want to fill the hole as fast as I can and move on.

Babe, I just got to get this done, no commentary required, I have things to do.

Like what she asked, incredulously, it's Saturday.

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