Tuesday’s breakfast was a slice of ham with a slice of cheese.
Quickly followed by some toast, a glass of milk, and a banana.
After writing something (I’m assuming?), I went to go get coffee.
Later that afternoon, Sean and I went on a quick two-mile run.
Then I ate this pasta.
After consuming that, I made my self a pickletini with beet infused vodka. I drank it in the tub.
After that I used the rest of the leftover spaghetti and scrambled it into an omelette, as one does. It was the worst looking thing I’ve ever eaten, but tasted pretty good.
Then I did some more unpacking stuff until Sean came home from his trail run at which point we watched Doctor Who and ate ice cream.