Indecision, frankly

When you're 30 mins into cooking a brace of coneys, if you don't know whether you're boiling or mashing your potatoes, you're kinda negligent. If your fucking plan is to put the spuds in the fucking stew, I think you need to step away from the pot and really take a long hard look at the clown you've become, because that should have happened half a fucking hour ago.