Balancing Act

I left the big city for a calmer, simpler life without rush hour traffic, crazy deadlines, or creative drama. I left for my health and my sanity. What could go wrong? We purchased an old home in a small town near our family. After a year of searching, we found a good team of doctors. My new medication regimen soon meant that I was itching to return to work. I started my own business as an Independent Pampered Chef Consultant for flexible hours and a great boss (me). I'm an excellent project manager and event coordinator. However, I couldn't take the plunge and open my own events/catering company. Too much stress, crazy deadlines, traveling, and demanding clients! Yup, I am determined to make this country-style Pampered Chef thing work.

Anyone see where  it could go wrong, yet?
1. Old house on the Texas Coast = constant repairs, mosquitoes, oppressive heat, and hurricanes.
2. Creative drama within the belly dance world was replaced by family participation in our daily lives.
3. I thought I would be a great boss of me, but I am not. I am too critical! I am a great trainer. However, I am not a natural sales person. I love my parties, though. I have a great time and like the people I meet.
4. I have time to start projects. This includes training our half Boxer / half Great Dane puppy named Sophie.

Each doctors visit I promise that I am controlling salt. I spout my lack of canned vegetables as proof of my lower salt intake. I fail to mention that I salt the bajeebers out of those home baked fries.
Determined to "be good" for a whole week, I gathered up two of my nieces. We picked fresh strawberries from the field. Plus, we bought fresh veggies from  Froberg's Farm . It was a great afternoon. We laughed and chatted as we prepared our treasure. Plus, dinner was half made for a whole week. I really liked that. 

I put 2+2 together and decided that I like a weeks worth of dinners made in an afternoon. I researched once a month cooking. I spent hours on Pinterest . I bought 2 Kindle books on freezer cooking: Don't Panic Dinner's in the Freezer  and  Don't Panic More dinner's in the Freezer . I figured, if I could eliminate most eating out, save our budget, and improve the quality of our diet. I might even follow some of those rules the docs keep harping about. After all, our household is getting a little fluffy. My brave niece volunteered to go to Froberg's with me on her day off. Tomorrow, will be our first day of cooking for the freezer. It is, also, puppy bath day. I will do my best to capture the exploits of the day.