The last two weeks have been a strange roller coaster for me– I think the combination of work, business planning, meetings, and a mean cold have worked me up to a frenzied place. I’ve also been anxiously waiting to hear the results of a possibly (huge) work opportunity, something that I promised myself I wouldn’t get worked up about while waiting. I promised I’d be breezy but I lied.
I let myself go to that place… checking my email every 15 minutes, then forcing myself out of the house to be away from email, only to double back hours later, practically breaking down doors to check for news. I tried the gym as a place to get rid of all that extra emotion. I didn’t know trying not to cry on the treadmill was even a thing. It is a thing you guys. Don’t do it. Things got real hairy over a 48 hour period. Real talk: with a glass of wine in hand, the ugly cry, and I mean the works. And by the works, I mean waterworks.
And then, I picked myself up, got dressed, got myself together, and then I got the news. I got the grant.
Emotions? What are you good for?! The details are yet to be set, but in the next few weeks I can start to share what the result of this grant will be, and what new fun project is going to come from it. I’m almost ready to celebrate, I just need a little more settling in my brain before I can focus on a proper and appropriate way to celebrate this whole new adventure.
I’m settling myself with a few cookbooks borrowed from a friend, and a sad-looking batch of coconut muffins that are actually pretty delicious. I’m even going to try taking the day off work.