clumsiness.

Upon my quick assessment on what happened to my rice cooker and on the height of doing nothing on my days off, today I decided to buy another one. This time, I chose a more expensive one that would reassure me of the main reason why I even decided to use one in the first place (hopefully!).

I didn't exactly know what happened to the old one, but I think it burned itself on the inside. Maybe it was my fault. Oh, well. That was what I got for buying a cheap appliance, even if knowing in advance that I was in for a roller coaster ride. And I only used it for about two weeks! Sigh.

Honestly, I don't know why I have this clumsy, "danghag" quality. Sometimes I feel discouraged, after convincing myself that it was not my fault (sometimes it is). Sometimes I get so frustrated that I would feel traumatized and would never touch anything that resembles the thing I destroyed or never go back to that place where the "incident" happened. I dunno. It just happens!


So there I was, feeling triumphant and optimistic for doing the right choice: buying a more expensive rice cooker. I even took a picture of it the minute I came home:

Looks sturdy, isn't it? I'm looking forward to months and months of cooking with this guy. Crossing my fingers!