I am having a blues dancing party at my house tomorrow and one party goer will be staying the night. I will be serving food and be a dj. I also have a big food presentation on Saturday with some important local food people, for which I have had only had a couple of weeks to prepare. Oh and I am not a chef just a home cook with a little restaurant experience as a young adult. This of course is on top of all my normal life duties.
Yet, as I write this I am calm and steady. I don’t know if I am in denial or if I realize the futility of panic. Maybe it is my track record for rising to whatever challenge I am presented that is keeping me calm. I don’t know the reason. What I do know is that my younger self would be panicking and I am finding it slightly disconcerting that I am not.
It not that I am not getting things done. I am as fast as my body will allow, which is not at the speed it was before I broke my ankle and had a plate and 9 screws put in a few months ago. Yet, it gets better every day and I carry on. I go until my ankle or energy level says, “I am done”. I use my down time to percolate ideas. I am not procrastinating but moving forward slow and steady.
So here I sit several things on my to do list still, pruning as I go along to ensure the most important things get done. Then I pour myself a cup of coffee turn on the music and start cooking and cleaning. Yup that’s me there taking life as it comes and dancing along to some gritty blues music as the scent of bacon lingers in the air. I am patiently waiting for the panic to set in but for now I am enjoying the serenity while it lasts! Here’s to hoping you all find moments of serenity in times of chaos and chose to embrace and savor them no matter what lies around the bend.
Now I want bacon