Touché universe. You win this round.

I had a little episode this morning. It was possibly the worst tantrum in my grown up life and if it could have involved an emergency exit, it would. I was working up to the best sulk of all time when I walked to the station and saw a woman weeping at the side of a really bad car accident.

I'm not suggesting that the slow cooker and I have come to some kind of truce, nor that I'm really happy that my meticulously constructed plans were foiled this morning. Just have my day has been and could have been much worse.

Touché universe. 

(FYI - that is my car. Not the car from this morning)