Bake Break Over

Today was the first day back that I was "allowed" to bake. It was also my day off. I wanted to make sure that I didn't do what I'd usually be so inclined to do: set my alarm for exactly 8 hours after I went to bed and start baking as soon as I was up. Aside from waking up before my alarm, I made time for a peaceful morning: a morning filled with a walk, solo breakfast at my favorite place, accompanied by a quiet time and some reading for book club. And you know what? It was lovely. So lovely, in fact, that by the time I finished picking up everything I needed to make cookies, I was still okay with the fact that I hadn't yet baked.

After a bit more time, of course, I got to baking--not because I felt like I needed to make it for someone, not because I needed a distraction, and not because I felt bad about not being productive enough today; I baked because I was in the mood for some cookies with figs (I'm obsessed with figs right now). It was quite the relaxing experience.

I'm sure that in a short time, I will show love to others with baked goods again. And I'm sure there will be days when I run around the kitchen like a crazy person, trying to get baked goods done for 3 different events. But for today, I baked for myself. And rested a lot. I will go ahead and call that progress.