Accomplishment is my Drug

Over the weekend I made a particularly nice batch of banana bread, froze four meals-worth of chili, and am finishing up on three meals-worth of stew (it just needs to cook down a smidge). Also laid in all sorts of family kibble for those times when Other Persons must make dinner. I'm now going to go off and, if not finish marking up the book, finish this section and start on the next.

I'm fascinated by medical procedures, but I also suspect some of this whirlwind of activity is whistling in the dark against my usual pre-procedure anxiety. Ah, well.