by Jeffrey Carter
No matter what one’s business, Mondays are awful.
Nothing bad happened today, but the day was filled with hectic and urgent and stop-in-the-hallway kind of issues. I finally lunched at 1.30 p.m. (McDonald’s, god bless my liver and cholesterol), then ran to the farmers’ market for six bags of apples.
Why apples? I made a first batch of apple butter on Sunday evening. Kitchen time is the right way to finish off the weekend! I’ll make more apple butter on Tuesday night, my one night off each week, and also can some apples for those long winter nights in January, just like Grandma Blocher used to do.
You see . . . there IS life outside of the office!