With so much bad in this world, I hate to complain about the things that are stressing me out, but sometimes stress is stress. Even stress from positive events can leave a person fighting the desire to curl up in bed and cry. Most of this probably belongs on my personal site, but since my goal is to paint an honest picture, no photo-shopping, no-tight cropping*.
I agreed to speak for the Center for Women’s You Can Do It Series, thinking it was as part of a two person team. Sure, no problem. At the time I agreed I had no idea that it would end up as a two hour program with me speaking solo. I also didn’t realize that it would coincide with the second major deadline of the book, nor did I know that I would have to come up with a meal to “demo” on a local live midday program this Wednesday. Separately the book, the tv appearance, and the workshop are all good things. Together? It’s overwhelming.
So this week’s confessional? I’m cranky and irritable; I’ve hired a sitter for several days; I’ve locked myself in my closet/office for days on end while my husband wrangles the kids; we’ve eaten a lot of sandwiches; I’ve done the bare minimum with my oldest’s schooling. In general I feel like I’m dropping the ball in several major areas, this site being one.
I just want to ask you to hang tight and bear with me through this week. If you live in the Lowcountry and don’t have anything better to do on Saturday, I invite you to come out to the workshop, it’s on my favorite topic ever, food! Well, the specific topic is Cooking for 1 or 2, but my angle is cooking is cooking once you learn about ratios.
So Home-Eccers, don’t leave me hanging out here alone, what do you have to get off your chest? The Sunday Confessional is now open.