Yesterday started out interesting while preparing Alton Browns "Chocolate Lava Muffins" I was putting the sugar away and the whole shelf fell with four quarts of spaghetti sauce on it.
The sauce went everywhere and before I could get to it my blind dog had her head in it. Never underestimate the will power of a dog, even if their blind, to get to food quickly. She is sporting some red ears for the holiday. I had to act quick because I was already late for dinner at my friends house. I scooped up the sauce with the dust pan and threw everything else in the sink. About that time my neighbor,the one with the dogs, decided to bring over some Christmas treats. At that point I was still in my bathrobe but I somehow managed to make it to dinner on time OK maybe ten minutes late.
When I got home last night my kitchen looked like scene from a frat party food fight. I started cleaning and the thought occurred to me, when did I ever buy spaghetti sauce? I honestly couldn't remember ever even buying it. They expired in 2009 so I am guessing just after I moved. I decided I better look at all the packaged food and discovered a lot of things I didn't know I had. Marsh mellow fluff, what would I use that for? Maybe someone else has been living here besides me.
I am joking of course but the spaghetti sauce incident has spurred some serious cleaning today. I feel like I am moving into my winter cabin. You know like in the movies when they go to the cabin for the first time at the beginning of the season. Everything is dirty and covered and by the end of the movie it is all cheerful an happy. Everything looks like me but its like I am seeing it for the first time in a long time.
Taking this week off will give me time to get my house in order. In some strange way I feel like something is on its way. Something good I can't really explain it but I trust my instincts, just not my shopping skills.
I am starting to trust that I am really back this time. I haven't had a dip in my mood even with all this holiday stuff. I am grateful to be back and looking forward to life's next big adventure.
A New Year is coming, and a happy one at that. I know we can make it so. I love that you think, even kiddingly, that somebody else is living in your house. How detached we become from ourselves, I know. Happy New Year!
ReplyDeleteI have to laugh about the blind dog and the sauce. Yikes, that is a mess. Wishing you a Happy New Year.
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