Tonight I cooked eggs.
I wasn't anything fancy. I just hard boiled 10 eggs so that they'd be ready to go whenever I fancied one, wanted one in a salad or for any other reason that a person could want or use a hard boiled egg.
Sure it was just boiling water (and even that I had to Google to make sure) but I'd never done it before.
Make hard boiled eggs, not boil water. Asses.
It's the smallest thing; but having done it successfully, I felt so happy and proud of myself.
It may be silly - and a little bit schoolgirl foolish - to get happy about getting eggs right, but it reminded me to...



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