The Pasta Machine: I think many of you have already heard this, but over the last week I have felt like the lump of dough being sent through the pasta machine--mush it up, roll it out, crank it through the machine into a pasta shape. Do this over and over. Sorting through my options, both what to do and where to do it, has felt like this, but I am feeling like this stage may be nearing resolution. At first I was not sure if I was spagetti or rigatoni--now I think I am deciding between spagetti and linguini...
The Worry Bag: (thanks, Jane!) : My theory is that we all have a worry bag of a certain size, (some people have bigger or littler ones), and so no matter what is going on, the worry bag is always full with something. However, it only has a certain capacity, so for me, the worry bag has been emptied of so many other things that I just don't think are worth worrying about anymore. Two months ago they would have been all-consuming, but now that I have thrown them out of the worry bag, it is kind of interesting how I am confident that all of these things will now work out. I hope that I feel this way in about six months as well...
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