Grab some coffee and let’s chat.
I’ve been thinking a lot about where my life is headed and what I want to do with it. Our move is coming up next month and so much is up in the air and unknown. What will I do in rural Minnesota??
I’ve always been one to start things but then never follow through with them. Examples:
- I wanted to start a jewelry line. That lasted for maybe a month and was a royal waste of money.
- I was going to start making pillow covers. That lasted a week and my sewing machine suffered a lot of abuse.
- Then it was cupcakes. This hobby lasted for a while but I was soon sick of being covered with flour and sugar and cleaning frosting off of the walls of my kitchen. I love to bake but not the same thing over and over (and over) again.
- I started a bookkeeping business and stopped because we are moving, but I’m not sure that it’s something I would have kept going much longer.
Of course, part of the reason that I didn’t stick with some of these things was because I became a mom. Matilda came along and priorities and interests changed, as is expected. I love being a mom (most days) but I’m not sure what I am beyond that right now. Should I go back to school? For what? What am I really passionate about? That’s really the question.
I always think of this quote, “If it is important to you, you will find a way. If not, you will find an excuse.” When I think about what has been constant over the past few years it would have to be food. I know that sounds dumb because obviously we eat everyday but I’m not talking about that. I love learning about it; I’ll read cookbooks cover to cover and my collection is growing weekly (an expensive addiction). Food styling and photography are starting to take over my life; I’m having a lot of fun learning new techniques and discovering my aesthetic. A recipe is almost always being written, either in my head, a notebook devoted to just that, or a napkin.
My dream kitchen is slowly taking shape in my mind, right down to the white dishes, wooden butcher block, and copper pots.
So, I guess the point of all of this is that I’m waiting to see how this passion will progress into something more. I have a feeling it will but no idea how. I would love to write a cookbook someday; that’s the ultimate dream. I have a long way to go before I’ll be knowledgeable enough in the kitchen to teach anyone anything but it’s fun to think about. I’d love to shoot recipes for a magazine, or even a restaurant, but that’s a long way off too. I’m still shooting with a beginner DSLR, a kit lens, and no tripod! The horrors.
For now, I’ll just keep stumbling my way through the kitchen, learning from the flops, making note of the successes, and working towards creating delicious recipes and drool-worthy photos. Onward and upward, right?
I don’t know, I think maybe I’ve just been alone with a toddler too much and needed to get some thoughts out that didn’t include bath time or sippy cups. Thanks for listening. I hope your coffee isn’t cold.