Not Inspired To Cook

Hello Everyone:

So it would seem that the house is ready for Passover. Not that I paeticularly care about this fact but here it is. The newly cleaned kitchen is covered in foil because, heaven forbid, that a speck of dust, masquerading as a grain product, should get on it. I know, what I just said makes absolutely no sense whatsoever but neither does anything related to this holiday. One of the things moms has been trying to get me to is some of the cooking, at least for myself. I wouldn't mind preparing a few things for myself if it weren't for the fact I feel like I have to get every recipe and ingredient inspected and approved first. It sort of takes the joy out of cooking. It's not that I don't like to cook, I do, it's just that it is such a pain in the neck to cook around here. Part of the problem is shopping for ingredients. While most of the recipes I use include things I have on hand, they also include things I have to purchase.  This is where the trouble starts because either I can't find what I'm looking for or mom gives me crap about it. Then, once I go to all the effort, I get more crap about from mom. She finds some flaw: it's too spicy or not to my taste. Besides, I'm so uninspired to do any sort of cooking or creative around here. Therefore, whatever food preparation I do around here is just in the moment, for myself. Nothing fancy, just whatever comes to mind that day. This way I don't have to put with a steady stream of criticism. The irony is, sis makes food that's so bland and unappealing and yet mom raves over it. I guess I can't expect mom to stop playing favorites all the time because that what she does. So I don't bother cooking for the two of us. The other thing is mom still complains about my vegetarianism. It's been over a year and I haven't missed the taste of beef, poultry, or seafood. No one else has a problem but mom acts like I'm inconveincing her. Get over it.