All Semblance Of Still Cooking Is Gone

Maybe it's that we picked out the cabinets (cherry) or that we picked out the granite slab (a level 5 granite that we're getting for level 3 pricing even though I still don't know what that means.) Maybe it's that I've rediscovered a neighborhood gem that does take out, but unfortunately not of their margaritas, and tonight will be the third time in a month I will have a Bean Burrito Arriba for dinner. Maybe it's that we finally went to a place that's been recommended a number of times and found the most awesome list of sandwiches ever. Also puppies! Maybe it's that I've cleaned out the pantry and don't want to buy any groceries because we're a little over a month away from having to put it all in storage containers while they blow up the kitchen. Whatever it is I cannot bring my self to make anything more than a peanut butter sandwich at home anymore. I do feel slightly better that Matt clearly is in the same frame of mind as proved by the email confirmations I get of pizza orders I get every time he's home alone.