1. I'm a worrier
2. I don't handle stress well
One of my coping mechanisms is cleaning. The other, baking. Since I've been a little stressed and worried lately ( I can see the scripture references flying now ~ and that's okay), I've been using the latter of my coping mechanisms. Baking.
(I wish I would use the cleaning one more, but I really have to be hoppin' mad to be totally effective with that one. But I must say, my house is most definitely cleaner these days. I attribute it to stress and drugs. Drugs for morning sickness, that is.)
At any rate, while I may not be the easiest person to live with in this state of mind, my family most certainly appreciates the fruit of my worries. Here's proof:
Spinach, mushroom and Canadian bacon pizza on Saturday. I also made a cheese and a pepperoni.
What's left of two loaves of bread I baked on Saturday. Blueberry muffins that were made last night. Might tasty if I do say so myself.
And for today? Probably several more batches of muffins. Some for our trip and some for
Worries go down better with soup. ~Jewish Proverb
Maybe I shoulda been Jewish. Oi vey.