Cooking
So... because I realized that I already am who I want to be...
I decided to become someone who doesn’t hate cooking anymore.
No, I’m not saying I’m going to become a master chef.
No, I won’t host family gatherings.
And no, I won’t cook three-course meals every single day.
But I decided that I won’t hate cooking anymore. Instead, I’ll look at it as an opportunity to eat healthier, eat a wider variety of food, spend a little less money... and finally, I won’t have to eat that much meat or settle for terribly prepared vegetables.
I love vegetables, but the way they are prepared here is just terrible.
And...
I can combine it with movement and thinking.
Creating.
The things that actually interest me.
I am the master of multitasking.
Why not use it to be as efficient as possible?
Why not open one more tab next to the fifty already running?
The baklava I made last time wasn’t that bad.
I just have to buy a grinder because there is no way I’m ever chopping walnuts with a knife again.
(Yes, I did it. No, there weren’t any ground walnuts at the shop. No, there wasn’t a grinder at home. And no, I couldn’t wait until I got either of them. I wanted to make it right then and there.
Period.)