…the more harried you become. At least that’s how it is with me. It’s now 3-4 days until I blast off on my meeting with my girl and I’m (as usual) no closer to being ready. Quite coincidentally, there’s a visit happening here at the house the week following my sojourn south, and with the house here being it’s usual wreck /craphole/disaster area less than idyllic clean situation, there’s things to be done in the interim. Though I’m not further along in getting them done either.
I’m a procrastinator. Always been one, probably always will be. Certainly much to the chagrin of both my wife, my girl, and as I recall, my parents. I just never have seen the urgency of getting things done on time, or getting to appointments on time. Don’t get me started on the getting to work on time issue.
Speaking of procrastination, I slipped this baby into the draft column and only now (3 days later) have I pulled it back out and given it some love.
Last night I baked cookies for my girl to take with me on my trip tomorrow. At least that’s done! Today is for going to the chiropractor so I don’t have to worry about back pain for the remainder of the week (I hope!) getting some planting done outside, and turning over some flower/vegetable beds so the wife can plant things that should have been in the ground a couple weeks ago. Sometimes you have to get the one with muscles to do the bull work, even though I’ve been tinkering with the Troy-Bilt rototiller over the last week or so. Some things are even beyond a 40 yr old bit of machinery. So I’ll break out the garden fork and get cracking on that when I get home. Then it’s back inside to wage war on the piles of stuff I should have done back over the weekend. Wish me luck!
I’m going to probably need it. Packing I won’t do until either tonight or tomorrow morning. At least I have my list started!
Countdown to blastoff for seeing my girl is down to a little under 33 hours. One major request she wanted for our meeting was me to bake her some of her favorite cookies. Apparently she has a big thing for macadamia nuts. Figures she’d pick a nut that was astronomically expensive. But, it’s a nice gesture on my part and after all, I worked in a commerical bakery for 12 years, might as well put my meager skills to good use. Like with all things, I’ve been procrastinating on this, but at least in this case for good reason. The recipe I’m using has a shelf life of about 5 days unrefrigerated, and I don’t intend to freeze them just to eek out a day or two extra. I’d rather she have them as fresh as I can get them to her, and still be able to get sufficient sleep the night before I leave.
Granted, we don’t have commerical grade equipment here for our cooking and baking purposes, for the most part its things that have been cobbled together from 2 distinct households, along with many other doodads and things collected over the course of our nearly 25 year marriage. The one thing I’m most grateful to have is my MIL’s old Kitchen-Aid mixer. Damn thing won’t die thank goodness. It’s one of the really old models, before Hobart decided to add a hinge on the main drive part so you could swing the head back in order to clean your beater/paddle/whisk easier. Considering at the bakery I worked at, we had gigantic versions of this mixer, I’m very comfortable using a spatula to clean the paddle, or even my hand as I used to do the same thing eons ago. Even so, I’m extra careful not to have the mixer plugged in while I’m fiddling with the bowl, I’ve heard some rather unsavory stories about what happens when people’s appendages or digits meet an ornery piece of mixing machinery, there’s a reason they call people ‘Lefty’ way back when…or even more currently.
Start to finish, the recipe called for about 2 1/2 hours. I think that it came out almost that long, but adding in cooling time and cleanup, it ended up being a bit longer than that. Certainly having to chronicle this (and figure out the layout for the pictures) took more time as well, since it’s now about 2:15 am EDT. Headed up to bed in a few minutes, as I have a crapload of things to do today, because yet again, I’m a procrastinator. But I have cookies! 4 damn dozen! I think someone is going to be appreciative…if not full in due time. Nighty night.