Last Saturday I was feeling really, really, really, really blue and frustrated. Did I mention I felt really, really, really blue and frustrated? Really, I was. You see, I was feeling overwhelmed by my final project for my Patternmaking by Draping Winter Session course. I knew the course would be intense, but I had absolutely no idea how intense and time consuming it was going to be. It seemed like everything in my life was put on hold while I struggled to complete the course while holding onto some of my sanity. A teeny-tiny bit of sanity would suffice. Needless to say, I was grateful for a well-stocked freezer because we took advantage of it almost every night.
Part of that time consumption was my own fault. Being the over achiever that I am, I had to taken a simple final project and turn it into something much more complicated. By the time I realized my mistake, it was too late to start over.
So there I was sewing my final project on Saturday, exhausted and wanting to sleep, and trying to stop the tears so that I could see what I was doing. The bright spot in my day was that I knew I’d have two new loaves of homemade bread by the end of it.
And then it happened. I went to check on how the bread was doing and discovered that it was flowing over the pan. I had waited too long. In that moment, I felt like the doughy goo oozing down the side and onto the counter was a metaphor for my life and I just crumbled into the nearest kitchen chair.
But I have the DNA of women who faced greater difficulties than exhaustion from taking a class and bread that had turned into a doughy mess. And I called upon my pioneering ancestors and managed to pull myself together and salvage the bread before getting back to work on my project.
Over dinner, I was sharing the story of the overflowing bread dough with My Honey. He had a different take on the metaphor. He said that the overflowing bread showed that I was embracing life and stretching my boundaries beyond my comfort zone and that things don’t always go perfectly in the process.
Yet another example of why I love that man.
Oatmeal Bread (Adapted for bread machine kneading and rising from Your Share by Betty Crocker, 1943)
Combine the following ingredients:2 cups rolled oatmeal (old fashioned) 2 cups boiling water 2 tsp. salt 1 Tbsp olive oil
Stir until smooth then cool until lukewarm (about 1 hour).
Combine in order directed by your bread machine the following ingredients:oatmeal mixture from above (I treated it like a liquid) 3/4 cup warm water 1/3 cup dark brown sugar 2 1/2 cups whole wheat flour 2 cups bread flour 2 1/4 tsp. bread machine/rapid rise yeast
I finished my “Ode to Dior” project Tuesday morning. I presented it to the class after lunch on Tuesday. The final examination for the course this morning and I could hardly wait to write to you all again. I’ve missed you!
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