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Friday, May 22, 2020

Why Am I in This Room?

Granola is baking in the oven. Only because I can no longer buy my favorite kind. So this is the best substitute. But this post is not about granola.
I started early this morning intending to make granola. I got out the ingredients on the sideboard. First I had to check on Facebook and see if Ruth Manion had answered my message to make hats for my grandkids. Yes! We messaged back and forth a little. After putting down all the particulars of each of my grandchildren, I walked down to Laura's house to drop off the ingredients for cilantro lime dressing. She intended to make Rio Chicken and the salad dressing and offered to give me half. Yes! So I spent a half hour there and Grandma Nausin gave Jeffrey and I a chocolate German cake!! Sometimes it pays to go visiting.

When I came back I remembered that I was going to make mac-n-cheese for them so I got ingredients for mac n cheese and pushed back the granola ingredients. I got out the penne and put it on to boil. While it the water was boiling, I texted Stacey Frost about concerns I had about my mother in law hair, and then got caught up in the puzzle that is in the living room, for a few minutes. When I went upstairs, I couldn't remember what I was doing so I came down and put the penne in the boiling water. I have a stack of towels to make hooded towels for the summer and took a few minutes to figure out how they would go together. But luckily I remembered the penne and took it off before it was too done. 

I checked my email for an answer to something and then went in to melt the butter to make a roux. I thought about the text I had forgotten to send to Mike and Carol about a call on Sunday and then heard a ping so I went to answer and also send a text. My butter and spices burned so I threw it out on the weeds by the geraniums and got out some more butter. The phone pinged again and when I got back the pan was overheated just sitting there.

Beverly came into the kitchen pushing her walker with her nightgown falling off one shoulder. "I am sure glad somebody else does that too," she smiled. I agreed as I took everything off the burners and turned it off, and put the phone in the other room so I wouldn't hear it. I told myself I would stay in one place until the job was done. I first gave Beverly some soup for lunch and some coke as she isn't feeling very well. Then when I walked into the back room I heard the phone ping and saw that Julia may or may not be close to giving birth. I found myself back at the puzzle trying to hook up the magenta, maroon, and red pieces. "No," I told myself, "this is only when Beverly is here. Go do something useful." 

So of course, I brought the phone back into the kitchen so I could keep track of developments. Beverly started playing the piano while I managed to make three pans of cheese sauce for the three different containers of penne. And sealed up the Nausin's container. I texted Briona and Andrew to come over for dinner as we are going to have too much food tonight. 

After going to the Nausin's house to pick up the Rio Chicken and some capers she had extra, I decided to put the granola in the oven. I have to listen closely as I often do not hear the timer. I would hate to bake it for 40 minutes and burn it in the last few minutes! I found myself upstairs again without knowing why - one of these times I will remember what it is I was going to do up there.


So now the granola is cooling on the stovetop, I've washed all the dishes and cleaned off the counters. I put away the ingredients. I have no intention of telling you how many times I have come to the computer and back flitting somewhere else.

I've decided the reason I am going to make some cookie dough before dinner is because I am stressed out about whatever and I have to go from project to project today. I must be in the flight mode of anxiety today. That's ok, tomorrow I'll probably freeze and stay all day at the puzzle or reading a book....

Hey, I remembered! I wanted to vacuum the carpets upstairs!!

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