I couldn’t seem to get out of my kitchen Wednesday afternoon.
And in my life today… it usually means I’ve reached the end of my rope over something.
In this case… it’s very true.
But I don’t care to waste my time talking about it.
I’d rather talk about what did get all my attention.
My big pot of chicken soup made on Monday reminded me of when the girl that gave birth to me would make Tacos for 14 people in the house… with 1 pound of ground beef.
And yes… this is one example for why I became enamored with cooking at a very early age.
No. Thank God… we had Home Economics classes in school… from the time I was in 8th grade.
Anyway…
There was no more chicken in the freezer. Perfect excuse for a trip to Costco.
That turned into a detoured trip beginning at Target… followed by going south to Ingles just to get 2 jars of Dark Wildflower Honey (for Carlie’s grass allergy)… before heading back up Kingston Pike to Costco.
Fortunately… I was able to get gas there afterward.
I was able to get another FoodSaver. The other one went to Missouri.
So Wednesday afternoon… tripled the amount of chicken and added it to the soup before loading it into storage containers to freeze into blocks… which I will transfer into FoodSaver bags after freezing.
And then I grabbed that huge bag of baby spinach.
Felt like I was back in my element… blanching and bagging. That loud moan of the motor on the FoodSaver before it kicks in the heating sealer.
Two Cantaloupes. Cut up one into slices and stored in a gallon size Ziploc bag for the fridge. Cut the other into chunks and set out on a cookie sheet lined with parchment paper to freeze… before putting the FoodSaver to work again.
Unloaded the dishwasher and reloaded halfway. Handwashing 2 big pots.
Making room before setting up Oatmeal and Chocolate Chip Cookie dough.
About two thirds went into freezer containers. The rest in the fridge… for baking on Friday.
First time I’ve run that dishwasher twice in one day.
Housework. Laundry.
Happy with all that I accomplished on the Homefront.
Not happy with the root of the problem that stimulated the non-stop multi-tasking without a break.
This business with staying at home because of the Covid-19 has nothing to do with it.
Living out in the country gives one plenty of time to acclimate in this type of atmosphere.
I decided to act on a decision.
As Lauren Alaina sings it…
“I’m not okay but I’m gonna be alright…”
I went to Instagram early this morning… thinking I was the only one feeling this way.
I found out I am in way too much good company.
But at least I can feel really good about… being a good woman.
God knows… I’m a good… honest… strong… wise woman.
And He’s on my side.
That’s all that matters to me right now.
Knowledge and experience sit with me… holding my hand.
Telling me… “You know healing takes time. You got this. And you can even take care of your life while in the process.”
My Morning's Heart 