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One of my biggest flaws is trying to do too many things at once. It's all part of my ridiculous attempt to prove to the world I can do all things and be all things at all times.

It makes me giggle just to think about my stupidity.

I did a small food gig for a friend, and decided to kill two birds with one stone by stopping at the market on my way to her house to pick up a few things I needed, including the tarts I ordered for her. Part of that order was for me, deciding to serve them at a party I was having the next day.

So it all went pretty well until I tried to carry every single thing I made for her in one trip from the van. Which seemed like a good idea until I (unknowingly) slammed the door on my apron tie and when I attempted to step forward got jerked back. The bread I dropped was fine- still safely nestled in it's paper sleeve. And I managed to catch my balance enough to crouch down to unload my arms. This time I decided that not all things needed to be carried at once - smart girl, right? So I tied my apron, picked the things I could balance with reasonable ease and left the rest for a second trip.

Which would have been a fabulous idea had I not stepped right in the box of tarts.

I need a vacation.

Posted by Foodwhore at September 14, 2007 10:40 AM