Not a Real Monday

It's a Monday that still feels like the weekend.  Most would say 'yea' -- but I love regular Mondays so 'not yea' lol.  I'm still neck deep in entertaining work for tomorrow's bbq.

Cookies were a flop.  Hubby said they tasted fine, but they spread.  I hope he's able to eat gluten again because I have the perfect chocolate chip cookie recipe with bread and cake flour.  I stopped baking yesterday and I'll try after they sit overnight.  The recipe said chilling wasn't necessary, but I'm giving it a try.  UPDATE:  Better, but not a recipe I'll make again.

I made these as an afterthought since the strawberries were big and beautiful.

Little gift of a cooling towel
for pickle ball.

I was in the kitchen all day yesterday with baking and a special birthday dinner (and lunch for me from the garden veggies).  Today is a kitchen prep day for tomorrow and tomorrow is all day in the kitchen.  Not my cup-of-tea.  I don't like DAYS in the kitchen.  Especially days where the food isn't even for me.  So much work and just a couple of meals to show for it.

I really want to change this up for next year.  Too much work.

Duke loves to smoosh the wildflowers.  He runs through them every time he goes outside.  Sometimes he just lays on them.  Little stinker.

This week I'm feeling the fantasy of JUST ME, all alone, no one to take care of, no one messing up my stuff.  Hormones.  Probably, but also GOOD LORD ... 

The takeaway is I notice when life is off balance.  I have no tolerance for this anymore.  I need to watch to prevent times like this again.  Right now, in this stage of life, I don't want to do this.  Maybe this will change again.  Maybe it won't.  I've spent decades taking care of so many things and now I want taking care of ME to be a top priority.  (Assuming no emergency, etc.)  I lost that balance this week.

Have a happy Monday.  I think Wednesday will feel more like my Monday.  Later gators.