I locked my office door behind me and stepped outside into the fresh air to find that it was raining. In my capacious leather shoulder bag I had an umbrella. It is at such times as this that I am rewarded for carrying most of my worldly goods around with me at all times.
It felt good to be heading home, although I would miss Paul being there. He is away for a few days.
I didn't bother going to the post office. "No need to rush to pick up those bills," I thought. These days it is rare to get anything but bills and flyers.
Letting myself into the big, empty house, the phone blinked: Message waiting. It was our friend Dave, asking me to call.
"Did you only just get in?" he said.
I glanced at the clock; it said 6.15; and said, "Yes."
"Well, that was a long day," he said.
I explained that I hadn't rushed home with Paul not being here, and how it had felt so good to actually finish several things completely instead of leaving them almost done but waiting for me tomorrow.
"Well, you know," he said cheerfully,"you'll only find yourself covered in sugar and flour and vomit all over your desk," making an artful allusion to The Clash of the Dutch and the Amish.
Maybe he was right. Maybe it was all in vain and there really is no way to stem the tide. But for tonight it felt good to finish something!
It was nice to be welcomed home by a human voice but after chatting for a minute or two he said goodbye, and, home alone with a Kitchen Aid mixer, I decided that I just had to try it out.
It is Victoria's 11th birthday on Thursday, so I decided to make her a supplementary vanilla (her favourite) cake--supplementary because Brenda has already ordered a very fancy fondant covered cake. But with a large group here on Thursday there is no such thing as too much cake.
It was sheer bliss to use that baby! I sifted, measured and poured everything into one bowl and turned it on. Being the ever so slightly compulsive person that I am, I timed the process from start to finish. 20 minutes from the start (with no rushing) and the two cake pans were in the oven baking. And the beauty of it was that while it the mixer was beating it's heart out, I could do something else. And I did. I emptied the dishwasher tidied up, all the while revelling in the pleasure of knowing that a cake was being whipped up, easy peazy. I can tell that I am going to love that machine.
With Marilyn's encouragement in the comment section, Susan went and got one from the Cookstown Outlet Mall today, too! We can have a bake off!
And between you and me I think she has her eye on the sausage making attachment. :)No! I take it back, this is what Susan just wrote:
I bought my Kitchen-Aid too today! Woohoo! I'm so excited. I also bought the accessories ($99 at the outlet mall) so that I can slice vegetables (like carrot coins) and make homemade pasta (gluten free!) You can freeze the pasta or dry it. If you freeze it, or cook it fresh made, it cooks in two minutes in boiling water! There's also has a meat grinder so I can make turkey meatballs, and things like that. I'm soooo excited. I might even start cooking again! The best thing is that it is an "assembly line" tool. It will be great to get the girls together to put things in the freezer. Or bake six loaves of bread at a time!
D'ya think she sounds even more excited than me? :)
Well, I just had a call from my Sweetie in Souix Lookout (Paul that is.)
All is well in Belindaland.