Between all the pickling and preserving I've been doing lately I am surprised I haven't worn a rut right through the floor in the kitchen between the sink and the stove. I looked up from the load of dishes I was washing at 9 o'clock on Friday night and it dawned on me that I had spent the past three days in my kitchen. So, I fired up the oven, baked a batch of dark chocolate butterscotch brownies, did another load of dishes and vowed before I went to bed that I would not spend the next day in the kitchen.
Upon waking, Greg declared he was going to take the kids out for the day, the whole day. So, I quickly tidied up my "studio" (which is a very fancy word I use for my dining room) and spent the entire day in there instead with brief ventures into the kitchen for milk and brownies. It was a very productive and very relaxing day for which I feel immensely grateful for. And, I have A Wee Bunny to show for it! She's not entirely ready for her grand debut yet but she will be very soon.