When I get stressed,
I often find myself reaching a breaking point....
when I decide to stress myself out even more by trying to add "enjoyable" activities to my "stressful" to-do's.
I think deep down I know that it will blow-up in my face in the end, creating an "ultimate" breaking point....
yet it happens far too often.
One day I'll learn.
Hence, our "bottled-up good-bye."
My first attempt at "clean" strawberry jam. A future must in this fall kitchen!!
Packing, de-junking, apartment searching, moving arrangements, being nauseous & ridiculously tired, along with the day-to-day of taking care of a toddler just weren't enough for me those last few weeks in Logan, I needed something more.
When reaching that initial breaking point, in a moment of spontaneity and effort to de-stress, Emelia and I found ourselves on a lovely, hot, afternoon walk. A walk that possibly turned into 4 miles round trip. And that very randomly (no sarcasm here) passed by a fruit stand...foolish me.
I should have known this was a ridiculous idea from the look on the fruit-stand man's face...but, I proceeded anyway, and embraced my ridiculousness. Disclaimer: No child, stroller, or fruit was harmed on this 3/4 mile journey home, but it did result in a wicked arm workout for yours truly.
The fruits of my labor. Thanks mom for helping peel when you could!
And...the "ultimate" breaking point. This picture is the only one I got of my lovely tomatoes...taken in a moment of trying to find humor in it all while choking back tears. Happy to say that ALL of my jars sealed and everything tastes fabulous.
Yes, somehow boxes did get packed amidst it all.
Thank you amazing friends and family. I couldn't have done it without you!
There is a little too much mischief to be found among the mess of packing a home. So grateful Grammie was eager to squeeze in as much Em time as possible before we made the move. Em did a good job of being mischievous at her house instead.
Good-bye Logan home. The friends and memories made here will be in our hearts forever!
