Homemade Chicken noodle soup trauma

Another stressful evening last night for me. I made dinner by myself again, this time with no help. Mom boiled the chicken in extremely salty water and then left me to do the rest. She also food processed the celery and onions, so that they were so small that they would not be noticed, except in flavor. (My family hates bits in anything.) I chopped and peeled the potatoes, got the carrots chopped and put in there, along with the chicken which I had taken out of the broth and chopped into bite sized pieces. I put the bow-ties in, too, and then stirred till they were tender. While I was doing this, the dishwasher needed to be unloaded and loaded, so I did that too. I was going to make biscuits, but we opened the bisquik box and there were little bugs mixed in with it, so that wasn't an option anymore. We threw it out right away, in the outside garbage, but it made me feel gross. I didn't actually eat this dinner myself, being not a fan of Chicken noodle soup, but it did look good. Gotta go, Lucie