Thursday, October 13, 2011

Kitchen Therapy

This has, for some reason, been a terrible week.  I'm not sure if it's because I'm coming off of the Extravaganza weekend (which was not terrible at all, but amazing, in spite of an entire lack of sleep), or if it's because I've just been overdoing it for quite a while.  I have no energy, my allergies have been flaring up with no warning, and my motivation levels are bottoming out.  There have been an obscene number of 3 hour long puppy naps.  And I have to work this weekend.  And Alec is coming down sick again.

And.  And.  And.

It was time for some therapy.  And since I'm without a car tonight and can't go shopping for books, I retreated to the kitchen, wherein magical things happen.  And even if I'll still be tired at the end of the night, at least I won't be hungry.

And honestly, I do feel better.  There's something about the prep work of cooking, about deciding that what this dish really needs is mushrooms.  There's something about a KitchenAid mixer, and about the feel of soft cookie dough in my fingers, and about the delightful way cookies line up on a baking sheet.  You can't be sad when you pull a perfect tray of cookies out of the oven.

And, of course, an oven that works helps too!  (It's so shiny.)

All in all, I feel better.  Plus, I'm full of cookies.  So there can't be anything wrong with that.

I may just be ready to face Friday.  Especially since the last Food Truck Friday of the season is tomorrow!