I've been terribly unmotivated with regard to cooking since my husband has been out of town. Part of it is getting home at 7:30 and being tired. Part of it is not wanting to create dirty dishes that need washing. Part of it is just not planning ahead.
I've been mainly eating chicken fingers and fries for dinner off of paper plates. Either that or loading up on lunch and skipping dinner.
So I made myself cook a pan of cornbread tonight in an attempt to break the spell. I intended to eat it with some chili, but that hasn't happened yet. At least I got it made. It looks really good.