The joy and curse of baking
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
So the wedding is in two days and the party in three, so tings are busy, but this morning is my scheduled anchor of sanity. I have me-time, which I am partly spending on this entry.
I have been barely losing weight this month, which is not ideal, but not a crisis either. The last week, though, I have been losing a bit again, which is odd, because I am baking a lot of the cakes for my own wedding, and that has been done this very week. I'm absolutely not intending to spit on my gift for baking here, I am grateful for it, but being in the daily presence of baked goods for the last week has been challenging my self-discipline, to say the least. It is very hard not to have a few tastes here and there. That is, in addition to the actually necessary tasting.
Some goals I have been doing better with:
- Meditating daily, 21 minutes.
- Spending enough time outside that I get a light tan even while consistently wearing a liberal amount of SPF 30. Yes, this is possible, even in Norway, as long as it is summer.
- Asking for help when it is needed. I have a hard time with this, but in the wedding context everyone is, it appears, used to brides trying to do to much on their own. Having fairly normal problems makes them a lot more easy to solve, it seems.
For the next two days my main goals are to eat healthy, nourishing dinners and telling my perfectionism it is presently not needed. Oh, and challenge and comfort mylove when his perfectionism shows up.
It's our happy day, after all. Not everything will go acecording to plan, but I honestly can not imagine anything so bad that it can stop our wedding day from being a good day. Unless somebody near and dear should die it will be a happy day in spite of any "crisis", and even that's not going to happen because of a clumsily placed word in a speech or a bad choice on the playlist or someone having too much to drink or all the things we can and do worry about.