My day of relaxation turned out to be quite action-packed.

This was my planned day...wake up and make breakfast for me and Mr. Nick (eggs, toast, and bacon). And then he was going to go visit his grandparents. While he did that, I was going to prepare this week's lunches and start getting ready for dinner. After his visit, he was going to come back.

Instead, he changed his mind about going to his grandparents, so I had to jam in a lot of cooking prior to breakfast. Then we went out for a couple of hours, and as soon as we came back, I went on my cooking frenzy while he watched the Superbowl. I didn't sit down all day until *after* dinner. (Well, I took a 10 minute break).

So before breakfast, I cooked like 3 days' worth of vegetables and yams and made chocolate pudding from scratch, cooked 4 days' worth of egg whites, and made 4 days' worth of salads. Then I made scrambled eggs and toast while Mr. Nick prepared the bacon. After we ate, I loaded the dishwasher.

I hardly ever use my dishwasher because I don't like turning it on unless it's totally full. It's hard to fill up when it's just one person and so few dishes *L* 

Then I dropped all the pudding in the sink. 

Then we got ready and headed out to IKEA. I need a cabinet for my guest bathroom. Actually, I don't need one. I was just going to get one so Mr. Nick can keep some of his stuff at my place in the bathroom. At the same time, I am freaking out a little about getting one because I'm only getting it for him. If he wasn't around, I definitely wouldn't need it.

When we got back, I did some laundry, re-made the pudding, and I got the yams ready. And the steaks. I toasted the foccacia and threw together some oil and vinegar. Then we ate it and I got going on the steaks.

I don't think I will eat filet mignon on purpose again. It's so tasteless. Usually, I get bored of my steak after about 4 oz. It's the same texture and taste, and it's just chew, chew, chew. I knew I should have stuck with the ribeye.

Anyway, I got all stressed out because my steaks were too thick for throwing in the pan, and my yams got all mushy instead of turning out like yam fries. Mr. Nick could see how stressed out (and unhappy) I was getting, so he reassured me everything was going to be alright. And then he offered to do the dishes.

So we ate dinner, and he enjoyed it. I enjoyed it too except for my meat. I don't think I am really a fan of beef anyway -- not in steak form, anyway. And he cleaned! He is so good at cleaning!!

Later on, we tried to eat the pudding. I don't know what I did wrong, but it came out totally gelatinous. Maybe I should have used something other than skim milk. We threw it out :(

At one point, he asked me if I'd mind if he went on my computer to watch some Superbowl commercials. I said no, but my face probably said something else. I think I would have been choked if he went. Even though we were together the whole day together, I was actually only with him when we went shopping and when we ate dinner. I felt like I hardly spent any time with him.

But we sat and watched some of my shows. He said I looked much happier, and I told him all I needed to do was sit. He said the next time I get all stressed out, he is going to force me to sit down.

Sometimes I get really overwhelmed when I try to do everything in advance so I can have it easier later on. Cooking for a week and trying to prepare a nice dinner definitely stressed me out!!

And now I am fighting a cold :-/ Or maybe it's already won. I think I picked up something at IKEA. I was a little congested by the time I left the store.