So I’m cooking breakfast for myself and my wife. Cheese grits, toast, sausage and eggs. Everything going good, been a great morning so far and I have been productive. Then I go to flip her eggs and my hand tremors hit, the yoke bust on both and they land folded. I’m mad I did that when I was doing so good. Then I sit with my wife to eat and when I start to tell her about ruining her eggs I choke up, I can’t stop the feeling of being useless, a failure. I start crying, Tears flowing and I don’t know why. Why ? It was such a good day.
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