Today, I got home from work and planned to make: Mini Turkey Meat Loaves with Mashed Potatoes, Beef Lasagne, and Roasted Butternut Squash Ravioli.
I did make the mini turkey meat loaves with mashed potatoes, but then I got soooo tired. I took a seat on the sofa and tried to find something easier to make than the lasagne I had planned to make and freeze. Which is absurd, because lasagne is pretty darn easy to make. I found some kind of crazy recipe for Lasagne Soup and seriously considered making it. I finally came to my senses and forced myself to get up and make a real, honest to goodness lasagne. But, I only had 6 lasagne noodles, so I sort of made my own accidental version of lasagne soup.
As Derek and I were slurping up our lasagne dinner, I had a thought. He’s pretty tired these days, maybe more tired than he used to be, and it’s understandable; his body is working with faulty equipment. I don’t know if I’m just having sympathy exhaustion or what, but I have also been very tired lately. The problem is, I am the healthy one! Ideally, Derek will come out on the other side of this surgery feeling like a brand new engine was dropped into him. He will likely feel better than he’s felt in many years, and he’ll just keep feeling better as his new liver sets up shop in his abdomen. But me? I’m going from 100% liver function to 40% liver function. When I imagine feeling more tired than I do right now, it’s kind of insane.
Bring on the naps people. I’m ready to sleep my way to success.
This post is crazy, I’m going to bed.