And just like that, more than two weeks went by without a post! That’s what returning home will do – eat up all of your days, just lazily spending time, with nary a realization of just where it’s all going or how it’s been spent. Hours lost around the kitchen table over tea, on small walks in the sun that dared to stay out whole days at a time. It all flew right by in a blink despite the slowed pace of having nothing really required of me. Honestly, I was grateful for it. Because while all I have going right now is a Ph.D. and an unsuccessful job hunt, it feels heavier each week that goes by. It’s a process, I know; a transition. But it’s not for high-achieving Virgos who base self-worth on production. No, ma’am.
I’m back in Minneapolis now just a few days, invigorated as I can be met with the embrace of sub-freezing temperatures and a blizzard. Bear and the Meows make it all easier, of course; homey in a completely different, but still as lovely and filling kind of way. But as I send applications out into the ether and the days after crossing my fingers, it’s cooking and crafting and making something of this space that feeds me right now, that is fuel. Though I’m not happy about the weather, I’m looking forward to hunkering down for the next few days and making some yummy things, having creative femme time with my dear friend, Charlotte, and ultimately, sharing the outcomes with you.
My (freshly manicured!) nails are itching to get busy and since I’m back to my schedule, new posts are on their way. There’s coconut custard pie to be discussed and devoured, some key tips for making big scores as we approach garage/yard/flea market season, and some ruminations on creating small first gardens without digging your grave aside it out of frustration. Thanks for staying tuned, y’all.