master of disaster

I got to leave work a little early tonight, due to a minor on-the-job accident. Alex was making coffee when the pot began to overflow. I tried to "help" and now I am home periodically soaking my hand in ice water.

Because mercury is in retrograde, or the planets are aligned strangely, or because he felt sorry for me, Adam made curry-fried tempeh, grilled veggies and mixed grains for dinner. And when I expressed gratitude and awe about having a boyfriend who is not only willing to eat tempeh but to cook it to boot, he pointed out that he was eating tempeh long before I came along. He was eating tempeh before I even knew what tempeh was. So there.

As we were finishing dinner I spilled a glass of red wine on his jeans. By accident.

I think it is best if I retire early tonight. Just me, my ice water and what's left of my wine.