Thursday, April 9, 2015
Juggle!! Juggle!! Ju— Crap.
Yesterday, the parents of Ottoson Middle School students were asked to bring baked goods or drinks to the teachers who are administering the MCAS, our state standardized test. I'm a baker, I support the teachers, of course I said I'd help.
At 6:15, I arose to begin concocting a loaf of banana bread with toasted walnuts. I read the recipe and turned on the oven.
As the bread baked, I thought, Wow, it seems a lot more fragrant than usual. I patted myself on the back. What a good citizen I am! What a delicious baked good I have produced!
At 7:20, the bread should not have been done but the fragrance was powerful. I took it out of the oven — whew! just in time! The edges were actually a bit black! I then inserted a knife to test for doneness.
The knife came back with raw wet dough clinging to it. What the heck?
Yeah. I set the oven to 425°.
The bread bakes at 325°.
This is the kind of moronic mistake I make when I have too many balls in the air.
I'm also editing up a storm, which is good because we are broker than ever. My three nearest neighbors and I all banded together to cut down a tree, which (1) is always kind of sad, (2) will improve our backyard situation enormously, and (3) cost an arm and a leg. Mimosa needs new glasses and fewer wisdom teeth, both kids need summer activities, Husband's car gave up its last leg so we both have "new" cars now, which is awesome — but yeah, two monthly car payments now, and I will be paying for Li'l Martini's braces till the end of time.
And, of course, tons of editing means being glued to my chair in front of my computer.
I did buy a seat cover for the stationary bike but haven't had a chance to try it out yet. Maybe today, depending on when my next job shows up. I'd planned to use my "free time" today to clean up our yard a little. The snow has finally melted (crazytown!!!! February and March are just a blur now), and the most interesting things have emerged, including a string of Christmas lights!!! Pulling into the driveway and seeing the messy yard makes me feel anxious and stressed, so if I can tidy it a little, my quality of life should improve, or at least my mental health. Right? (And tromping around in the fresh air should also give me a lift.)
Except: it's raining right now. Mother Nature freaking hates me.
April and May are crazy months for parents of schoolchildren, and April is also my busiest time for my church committee. But the great glorious news there is that tonight is my penultimate meeting with this miserable group; two more meetings and an election, and I'm DONE!!!! And next year I've decided to go back to Kind Tina and her committee again, and that will be a joy.
Next week looks to be lighter. Perhaps I will set some goals and give it a framework, as I did a few weeks ago.
And I just checked Weather.com: the rain should stop this afternoon.
Nothin' but good times ahead. Yeah.
— Lady C, not quite convinced
** I asked Good Neighbor Anne if she could mentor me in the art of saying no and not feeling guilty about it. She said, "Saying no, no problem — but I always feel guilty."
I continue to seek a mentor.