Here's the sitch, which has become a problem.
In late summer, I decided to start eating healthy. I went on Pinterest and got a bunch of meal ideas. I started bringing salad to work in a jar. After some time, my boss took note of this. She asked me to make her one. Fine. Then another. Fine. Now I make her one every day plus, two on Friday for the weekend.
Can I just say, my salad was simple-tomato, red pepper, ham slices and lettuce.
She wants all of these things, in a complicated arrangement. I have to go out and buy these things which adds time on to my shopping routine and then cut, clean and process these foods. An example:
strawberry, blueberry, spinach, iceberg lettuce, cherry tomatoes, red onion, cucumber and avocado. Now, if I was making that for myself, it would be different because I would make the same thing for a few days in a row. But she asked me for this tomorrow. chicken breast, ("can you grill it on the grill this afternoon?"), bean sprouts, iceberg lettuce, shredded cheese, hominy, red pepper, green pepper and yellow pepper. And always with different dressings,
She continuously compliments me on my creations and creativity. She messages me during the day when she thinks of a combination. Even though the house is well stocked, I find myself having to go out for certain things on a regular basis.
She tells all of her friends how wonderful I am and how I have saved her and how she has more energy and feels great, how I am her "right hand", the best nanny and helper a person could have.
So how do I say...I'm over making you freaking salads?
No, but for real.
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