my package had ingredients for magic cookie bars (pretty much my favorite dessert!), and i planned to make those. well, the crust didn't turn out right. then the can of sweetened condensed milk wasn't working the best, because i didn't have a can poker thingy. the lid just had to come off, and then it poured on too thickish. and after all this effort...i didn't want to eat them. they hadn't even gone in the oven yet! what was wrong with me??? i kinda collapsed to the floor and looked at my feet as i asked that very question aloud. i moaned and said that i should never get pregnant, because i'd probably be so much worse than this. but then i realized that maybe it'd help me become sane and not insane like i was at the moment. i was annoyed with myself and the fact that i wanted something but nothing at the same time.
then i realized how much i appreciated jacob. he sat by the sink, on the kitchen floor, with me. he pulled me into his arms and cradled me, telling me that everything was okay. he told me that i wasn't insane and that the bars would turn out fine. he reminded me that i had my plate full this week. he reminded me of my tests and homework and lack of sleep and allergies...he said what i really needed was sleep. so, once the bars were finished baking, that's what i did. i curled up in jacob's arms and fell asleep (well, as asleep as i get around people) while he watched tv with my roommates. i really do appreciate him in my life. even if it's just for a hug or something as simple as a smile :)
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