My Everest…

As I was planning what to bake for my future daughter in-law’s bridal shower and passing along suggestions to my mom.  I was trying to be mindful as to ask for things that wouldn’t require a lot of time and cause both of us pain.   Looking at things that would be both tasty and easy to make as well as freezable.  My mom settled on a few things and I kept on re-thinking my ever growing list of baked goods, as well as procrastinating in the baking of them knowing full well that once I started to bake I would carry on until completion, freeze the stuff and then the next day do more until done.   I told my hubby that I don’t know why I am procrastinating so much firstly it was because we don’t have much space in our freezer, secondly it was because I didn’t want to flare.  But as the time grew near, my husband saw that I wasn’t really up to the task.  I was dealing with migraines, from the weather, on and off pressure in the arms from acupuncture. So he suggested to me that I buy a few dozen paczki and be done with it.  I laughed and said oh that would be so nice and simple, but size wise it wouldn’t work. About the same time when I was about to start baking I spoke with my daughter.   She said mom,  I know you will kill yourself over baking all these treats for the shower.  However she says….no one said that they had to be homemade and when I get home we can go to the store and buy some cakes and this way it will take some of the pressure off everyone baking things.   I toyed with the idea, asked hubby if he planted the seed into her mind to “gang up” on me?  He said no!   

But I think you should listen to her, there is nothing wrong with buying a few things especially if it means less work for you and less pain and flares.  So I made a phone call and placed an order for 2 cakes.   Picked them up the day of the bridal shower and it was ok.   The shower was great and I made it through without flare bear.  I was amazed !   No flares but I was really exhausted when I came home.  To the point that I really didn’t want to eat.  Once I sat down at home it was like a wave of it hitting me.   I sat and felt the waves of exhaustion, as I watched T.V. nothing was registering with me.  I got up and went to bed early and slept like the dead.  It took me a few days of rest to get back to my old self which I would rather that… then be in pain.