anagramofbrat | Coping with anxiety

so in addition to working from home (and actually having a day where I, you know, work) I also cleaned my room, made pancakes, baked bread (whole wheat this time! hope it's good) and yellow cake-in-a-box. Waiting for the bread maker and the loaf to cool a bit from FLAMES OF HELL to handle-able so I can wash out the pan, rescue the mixing paddle from the bottom of the loaf, and make one more loaf of last weeks recipe. Alas that'll do me for yeast.

None of this, other than the actual working, is lessening what's freaking me out any, but at least my house smells nice and you can walk through my room without stepping on shit. Later I may experiment with creative uses of Annie's pasta. And watch LOST.

I sense a pattern of work/freakout/do something entirely else but still constructive cycle coming on. If I get a little antisocial/incommunicado that's why.