Housewife Dreams.

I’m baking a shitton of crap in a tiny kitchen. I’m cooking something in a pot on one of the burners, while simmering something in another pot on another burner, while also baking cookies and custard in the oven. While I’m working on the first thing, my parents come over and point out that the strawberry custard on the second burner has been cooking for too long and I see that the eggs have completely cooked, leaving strawberries and scrambled eggs in the pan. I get really stressed out.