So I have about 3 hours of productivity that I am capable of per day, and lately I have been devoting it to learning how to make fancy cakes. I don't know why, I just thought it would be nice to have a skill. Above is my first attempt (this is the good side). It didn't turn out too bad but it also wasn't perfect. The best thing about it was I learned how to make sugardough, which is what the flowers are made of. Next I am going to tackle making fondant. I promise "this girl's life" wont turn into a baking blog, but I may have to post some pictures of my culinary progress from time to time.
I have decided to cut therapy back to one session a week. Not that I am doing much better. I just seem to be unable to come up with much to talk about to fill up the hour. This depression, or fatigue, or whatever it is, has just sort of turned my brain all squishy and kind of useless.
Eating is going ok.
That's about it.
Judgement and Regrets
1 month ago