This weekend, from Friday through Monday afternoon, I'm housesitting for Chef, running the kitchen, and opening and closing the store. And aside from a short break for an emergency haircut (it's fabulous, Rachelle talked me off the ledge and gave me a super-hot 'do, even my bedhead looks good) and a trip to the thrift store and the dollar store for my Halloween costume, I can't seem to stop working. This is supposed to be a total day off, and I think, maybe I should go make the savannahs because we are completely out, and maybe I should fire up the tempering machine and take care of the mojca's and the new marcipans( that's the Slovenian spelling), because I can't pack up the gift baskets without them and gee, why not do the babycakes now instead of in the morning.......No wonder Chef is always tired. Working from home, it's really difficult to turn off and just be. I brought a very good book, my journal, nail polish.......and I haven't used any of them. I did go out for a drink with Steven (pastry pusher extrordinaire) Saturday evening after closing, but most of the time I just seem to be working. It's not good.
Next weekend I'm housesitting for my friend Najah. There's no work to do there. Maybe I'll finally get that book read.
3 comments:
booooo work! yay hair! just hang in there kate, when i strike it rich you'll be set. :)
Thahnks dahling, likewise. I'm safely home now, and happy to be back with Puppy and my own bed :)
Good to read you made it through the insanity. Its funny, I went through a spurt of the same but now that I feel I should be working all I want to do is sit on my bum bum and watch cheezy movies. Want to virtually send me some of your motivation so we can share the wealth? :) I promise to send back some of my lackadaisical flightiness in exchange!
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