I actually managed to do said dishes, and prepare said Hearty Soup like I claimed would. I must say, I totally rock in the soup-making department. Which is great, unless you have to control how much you eat. Then its not so good. I couldnt actually make myself stop eating the soup last night. So at about 8pm I looked like I was 5 months preggers, and could no longer belch with confidence. Stupid soup.
Today's efforts will involve scraping paint from the walls in the front room, and doing more dishes.
Before I get carried away with all that activity though, I will have a bit of a lie down and think about things I might like to eat.