I am a baker today. And I love it. I threw an ad in for Easter French Macs the other day. I had to close it down within 2 hours instead of waiting until 7 pm like the initial ad said. The orders came in very quick. And a few Baby Shower Macaron centrepieces!!! I’ve been working on ‘demos’ and the pictures so far look promising. Although I must work quick. Then on to the next project. So excuse the imperfections in the pics below.
Yes I am enjoying a moment of feeling smart and proud.
Do I need to remind myself of ‘all’ my imperfections to feed my fascination with being a realist?! Perhaps.
I do make mistakes. The biggest one, I believe, is still getting shocked over others feeling threatened when I succeed! Yes there’s sabotage around etc etc; which I have come to realize, it will always be there. But I needn’t be shocked and sad inside when it happens. I need to work on that. And yes this may mean becoming less trusting and more…aware?! Or cynical?! It is a bit sad when one stops to think about it. But the key, is to use it to grow and learn. Reading about it, digging deep into the right and wrong ways of reacting.
I would like to start smiling when I feel I am being sabotaged. I do. Not in a ‘challenging’ way! Not at all! Rather in a calm peaceful way. I am not going to pretend I am interested in the whys and the reasons. I am not. All I want, is to ‘accept’ it and move on. No more lingering. No more …shock. It’s counter productive and fruitless. It gets you nowhere.
This is my next goal after this wave of busyness reaches shore.
My life goes from really quite, to crazy busy. I don’t really mind. But when I stop to think about it, I realize I do wear so many hats, yet I do focus on task when I’m working. There’s no lack of focus. And that’s good, considering it is a bit crazy to do all this stuff.
Corporate Designer, every now and then.
Coffee Entrepreneur, everyday.
Artist, when I find the time and I need the world to just quiet down.
Ponderer of why this world makes absolutely no sense to me, every single second.
But today, I am a French Macaron baker.
I will be spending another day baking Easter orders. My apron is on. My background French Café music is my only companion. And I’ll be busy but happy.