I worry too much.
He does not.
I go into a mad frenzy when I realize that I do not have every ingredient.
He calmly replaces the eggs with extra milk.
I end up angry and surrounded by an unfinished cake.
He enjoys his not so perfect creation.
Everything can't be perfect.
(something I should have learned by now)
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Hello..this is my blog. I bought this fancy theme and I don't know what to write here just yet. Maybe one day remind me I have to write something inspiring here?
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