My most pressing task yesterday was to make guacamole. I had never done so before, and I put it at the top of my to-do list. I like that. For three years, I have not felt such freedom from worry or responsibility. Just mash avocados with a fork, Katy. What a day.
The feelings of dread and regret are slowly seeping into my head, a whopping two days after graduation, but I just tried to mash them out with that big fork and subdue them. When will the freelance assignments come rolling in? Where will the mortgage payment come from? What if I never publish my book? Mash, mash, mash. It will get done.
I just keep telling myself that it was not a mistake to NOT seek full time employment. I can do this. Mash, mash, mash. By the end, I had a fantastic dish of chunky guac. Today I have a full day of phone interviews and drafts to write, for which I will be paid! Delicious and soothing, guac and peace of mind.
After years of nomadic temporary employment, advanced degrees, and chocolate ice cream, a rugger with a love of knitting and a cyclist with no domestic skills signed a Ketubah and bought a house in Pittsburgh.
3 comments:
Yaaayy!!
And...yum. Looooove avacados.
When do I get to read your book??
What other flavorings...strong garlic? acidy tomato? sharp onion?
I used some avocado in ceviche last week. The first time I have ever bought and eaten one. I tend not to like them (and especially not in guacamole).
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