My Dinner Has a Timeline

Yesterday, I made some sushi and it was disappointing.  And inedible.  I thought.  Later, I found Jared in the kitchen, "Did you make these yourself?  They're incredible!  Do you think you could make some more?"  Maybe disgusting was too strong a word as was gross, foul, and wretched. 

This afternoon, I gave it another shot.  I made much better sushi.  I also answered my door to find a friend from church and bowl of potato salad.  She knows that I've been having a hard time and that I love potato salad. 

This evening, I ate a plate of eye of the beholder second chance, and a pile of I hope you know I love you, feel better.