Some days, I really hate being a homeowner. You’re responsible for everything. I like having my own place and all, but I would’ve been really happy had I managed to talk Jay into renting or buying a condo/townhome. Someone else could handle the property upkeep, and all I’d have to do is write out a big fat check once a year for association fees.
Instead, we have a laundry list of items that need fixing or replaced: A dining room window (we have the world’s crappiest windows and one of the previous owners stupidly tried to “fix” them rather than replace them) as well as a window in the room Jay and the bambino share. The water heater (which, after going to check on the water softener yesterday morning, I have determined looks even scarier than Jay led me to believe and is now a higher priority for replacement). Our lawn mower, which is also a higher priority, as our lawn is rather overgrown and shaggy, and looks worse since all our neighbors have mowed. But we need a new blade, and possibly new wheels, so that’s another expense. The steps on our front porch as well as the steps leading to the back door are concrete, crumbling and in serious need of repair. And do we have the money for any of these repairs? Of course not! Oh, and I’ll be taking the car BACK to Sioux Falls on Friday, but that doesn’t really count as a home expense.
While I was really tempted to go swing through a drive-thru for lunch this afternoon (especially after I saw that Mickey Dee’s has Green Lantern Happy Meal toys), I opted to be good, save money, and eat at home. We’d gotten George’s for last night’s dinner, so I had some leftover pizza, and one of the hazelnut brownies. By the time I got back to work, though, I was regretting my choice of meal. I don’t know if I ate too quickly, or the brownie was too rich, but for about 2 hours after lunch, I felt sick, and it was all I could do not to either go and lay down in the break room or sink down at my desk and take a nap.
And much as I wanted to just hit up a drive-thru again for dinner, I cooked. Jay even gave me an out–He ate the rest of the pizza, and the bambino is apparently content with just a massive spoon of peanut butter, but I wanted something a little more substantial. Enter a frittata:
I didn’t use fresh basil, primarily because I kept forgetting to pick some up at the store, and I threw the ham in there just because I had it. I also lightened up the frittata somewhat, by using half egg whites and half eggs.
It was light enough and filling enough to compensate for my apparently gluttonous lunch. And there are plenty of leftovers, as no one else wanted any! I cut it into eight slices, and figuring on two slices per serving it works out to 5 PointsPlus. That’s not too bad at all!
And before I forget, there is still plenty of time to enter my scone mix giveaway–All you have to do is leave me a comment on that entry and you’re entered to win! In the meantime, I think I’m going to go get my pajamas on, and zone out in front of the TV for the rest of the night.