Who Let the Klutz in the Kitchen?

Lately I have been doing a decent job of cooking and planning meals for the two of us at least 5 times a week. This might not sound like much, but it is a big change from the rotation of pizza, take-out and cereal that we were doing 6 months ago.

I work really hard at planning out our meals for the week and trying to carry-over ingredients from one meal to the next. It kind of gives me a headache to think it all out, but it makes things a lot easier each night when I come home and know exactly what we are eating.

One area where I haven’t improved? In the kitchen itself.

I don’t think I have mentioned before, but I tend to be a bit of a klutz. Some of you who know might be rolling your eyes right now, because this is probably an understatement. So if it’s truth time, I’m kind of a really big klutz. Better?

Simply walking through our apartment I literally walk right into walls, banging my shoulder or stubbing my toe. I am always waking up with bruises from hitting miscellaneous objects throughout the day like my desk at work, tables, doors and even the fridge. I spill glasses, drop plates, and break things constantly. I’m sort of a mess.

Needless to say, when I am cooking in the kitchen I tend to give Chris anxiety. He has seen me trip over my own feet for no reason, so what could I possibly do while I have a knife in my hand? I can’t say that I blame him for worrying because seeing me in the kitchen would probably freak me out too. Last week I burned myself on my stomach. How does that even happen?

Besides the burns that are somehow always happening, I was actually keeping a pretty good track record up until a few weeks ago. I was cooking Chris’ favorite dish, rosemary lemon chicken and potatoes, and then I accidentally sliced my finger cutting a potato. Oops. Since then, I’ve avoided making that dish and Chris supervises me whenever I’m chopping anything. Like a child.

I guess I’m a bit of a hazard to myself, but as I have told Chris many times, he is welcome to do the cooking instead. Since that seems a bit unlikely, Ill just keep pressing forward and supplying Chris with endless edge-of-his-seat entertainment/fear every weeknight. Fingers-crossed that there is only room for improvement, because I am running out of band-aids.

If you are interested, here are a few of the recipes that we have tried and really liked lately:


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