Wednesday, June 16

Things fell apart tonight.  I unexpectedly had to work late.  It was supposed to be my night to cook and Michael offered to take over cooking, until I told him I didn't know if I was going to make it home in time for dinner.  I ended up picking up fast food on the way home.  Not ideal, I know.  I'm not exactly sure what Michael had -- I think he might have cleaned up the leftovers from the last few days.