I do this thing when I’m filled to the brim with tasks and opportunities and responsibilities and stresses…. I add more. I really just pile it on. I somehow think that adding new responsibilities and stresses will erase the ones I’ve already loaded on my shoulders.
It’s illogical. It’s a terrible idea. It’s downright crazytown.
I’m in Crazytown and I’m about to move into Lost My Marblesville. Someone please send a straight jacket.
In related news, I’ve decided to move into a loft in downtown Los Angeles. I’m driving to Seattle in a Uhaul next week with my little sister… pray for us. Aaaand I’m teaching my first cooking class in Sonoma this weekend!
More on all of these things soon. For now… here’s what I’m stress eating.. no joke.
Mini Chocolate Dipped Bananas rolled in crushed honey roasted peanuts. If you really commit to your stress… I mean, really just get in there and wallow in it… I’m sure you can down a cool seven bananas in no time. Just. Like. Me.
Half spongy souffle cake, half warm pudding, all lemony goodness. Lemon Souffle Cake. Maybe I ate this whole souffle right out of the pie pan. Maybe. Maybe not. But… yea, definitely. That totally happened.
I have bathed in this Buttermilk Ranch Dressing.
I like to eat brownies right out of the freezer. Dense, cold chocolate cake with melty frozen marshmallows? Yea… I never said I was normal. S’mores Brownies. Friends for life.
Giant Vanilla Sugar Cookies. There’s nothing like a cup of tea and a cookie the size of your face to wash your troubles away. Dreamy.
Note: Am I encouraging emotional overeating with this post? No. Yes… No. Well… maybe a little. I’m half kidding, half overcommitted and definitely stuffing cookies in my face at every opportunity. That’s just the honest truth. I hope you can handle it.
LOL! I am the SAME way and just freak out and totally over-commit when I am already over-done! I think I do it so I can “pick and choose” what I want to do, but of course, I end up getting all the “must-dos” and never have time for the fun stuff! Most summers you will see me making jam at midnight! sigh … it’s just wrong but I can’t help myself!