It all went down the drain.

My mom had already gone back to attend to her businesses at home, so I was left to do all that she was helping with alone. I'm glad that I learned how to do most of the things myself however, I wasn't getting a hang of the watch-night thing.

One day I went out to get some food items, I was craving rice and beans so I had to make plans to prepare them.

Coming back from the store, I washed everything that needed to be washed. Everything I bought was added to the pot. I made sure to reduce the heat as I headed back to the room.
I went back to the room to breastfeed my baby who was already crying. After breastfeeding him, I laid him on the bed and patted him softly on his back so he would fall asleep quickly.

I decided to make myself comfortable because I was tired too. I laid beside him and continued patting him softly.

In my mind, I was like, let me just rest for a minute so I would have a bit of strength, I was certain that by the time I woke up, the food would be ready, "at least the wait time would-be use well*, I thought to myself.

As I closed my eyes to relax for a minute, I ended up waking up after about an hour.

Good thing the kitchen door was closed. Remembering that I left something cooking in the kitchen, I stood up and hurried to check how things were inside.

On opening the door, I couldn't see anything because of the thick smoke.

I hurried to open the doors and windows in the house so the smoke would find its way out.

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I opened the pot to see if there was something left. Unfortunately, everything had turned to charcoal, and it all got burned. I was so upset and angry with myself. I had not only wasted the money I used in buying the items used in cooking, but I had also wasted the cooking gas and made the house filled with smoke.

I ended up eating something else that I could afford at that time, while my beloved burned rice and beans went down the drain.