Wow. Un mes en casa. It’s hard to believe but also hard to imagine a different reality at the moment. I feel as though my future is so uncertain and the past seems like a dream. Yesterday, on the phone to mum, she suggested I go to a shop nearby to get a few things that I half need but not urgently. It had been a week since I had been to the shop so well within the rights of going outside. But I hadn’t planned to go and it made me panic. I now need a day’s preparation to go outside. Mentally… How strange is that. I did not go. I baked lemon bars instead and felt better… Mixing butter and sugar together has always been of comfort to me (and also eating said mixture with a spoon…).
Today I put on makeup, washed my hair and wore jeans in place of leggings. Oh and perfume. Which I haven’t worn in a month. So exciting. I then went next door where Lucía and I made pizza and for our first attempt, it was not bad. I had to use baking powder in place of yeast so the crust was a little different but the sauce, mozzarella and company made up for it. And the lemon bars I baked yesterday were thoroughly enjoyed. We’re already planning the menu for next Sunday. She said she wants to show me how to make croquetas which I’m very excited about. And I’ll do some sort of dessert. At the moment I want oatmeal raisin cookies but we’ll see how we go.
So, a different Easter but not a bad one, all things considered. And… wishing my dad a very happy 70th birthday today too, although celebrating on one’s own isn’t so much fun. I toasted him with beer and pizza and two helpings of dessert…
But Who You Be, Really? 