My mouth has been watering all day.
On a whim I clicked on 'best baking blogs'. It's a good job I didn't have any work to do today because I wouldn't have got any done.
Page after page of 'I've got to try that'. Recipes sent to my Mum saying 'Doesn't this look great?' or 'we must make this when I get home'. It starts with one or two - soon I'm just sending them to her to keep track of them myself. I send a chocolate pudding recipe to my boyfriend; we must try it as an alternative to the one we usually bake, I say. I send a donut recipe to my brother. I bookmark about 50 more.
So why aren't I in the kitchen actually baking any of these things? Because I'm to embarrassed to go up there.
Crazy, I know. But I've always been a shy girl. Then I got to university and it's become worse than that. Thoughts of going to the kitchen fill me with a cold dread; my heart starts to beat faster and I feel sick with fear. The worst part is knowing how irrational this fear is. I'm just scared of being in the way of people, or being somewhere I shouldn't, or people judging me. Yep. Crazy.
So I need to stop sitting here and start baking. Even if all I manage before the xmas holidays is my old stalwart the marble cake it will be a step in the right direction! Then I can go home, try all these awesome recipes I'm itching to make, and come back to uni with an arsenal of new recipes under my belt to whip up and share around.
Baking is the only thing that can save me now!
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