Today was a rough day...emotionally.
One of the main points of sharing this adventure was to openly admit the hard days.
The last four years, well since we've moved to Missouri, I have not had a properly working oven. That's been challenging as I'm someone who found a bit of my identity in preparing delicious baked goods.
I use "find my identity" pretty loosely. My identity is in Christ. But it's a term I think a lot of people can identify with.
Need a yummy baked good...call Stacie D!
Want to barter for something good...call Stacie D!
Having a rough day and need a treat...call Stacie D!
If you ever visited my home...you could better believe there would be a hot beverage and a warm pastry...especially scones.
All of this allowed me to hone my craft, and ultimately start a great collection of baking equipment.
I had a pan for scones that could fit 16 at a time. A spring cake pan, bundt pan, tiny little cake pans. Four 9×13 dishes...and some for holidays too.
And of course, a beautiful mixer we affectionally named Suzie.
These past few years though I've learned a few things about myself.
1.) I enjoyed having a break from baking bread. I made two loaves almost daily for 4 years in Wisconsin.
2.) I am completely comfortable baking in other's kitchens! You can still treat people using their ovens! (
3.) No matter how healthy I bake...it's still better to just not eat that many scones...
But that number 3 has been weighing heavily on me. We've had some major break throughs with our health lately, and I'm not in a hurry to break that. So recently I've been thinking that baking isn't essential to me like it used to be.
But here is the catch...
The RV has a working oven...and I can fit 99% of pans inside that little thing...all the pans I saved in storage totes under our tiny home.
Pizza Pan
Sigh...
So, today brought challenges I wasn't expecting.
How many pans do I bring onto a RV if I don't bake like I used to? Is it still important enough to me? Will it all come flooding back the moment I pull a perfectly browned tin of muffins out? Will our waistlines explode?
I guess time will tell. I do know that I'm tired. And I've realized I've given way too much ownership to baking.
Until the next bit of adventure comes tomorrow, I hope you all are having a wondeful day!
