I was in a pickle then. Like I am on most days.
I don’t know if I am like most housewives. I am often in a frenzy of things: cooking, washing the dishes, doing the laundry, folding clothes and more cleaning, but there are days that I just slouch on the couch and stare into space. Oh lovely space across our apartment.
I stare into space on days when I am exhausted, on days when I just have run out of things to do, on days when I just want to be.
On those seemingly empty, meaningless times, I somehow manage come up with the most brilliant small projects one at home could tackle. Like making more homemade stuff as if The Husband and I were not up to our ears with homemade goodness.
So I learned how to make sauerkraut.