I love cooking and making stuff from scratch because for the brief time I become a kid again and have a blast making a mess. At that, the kind where I just don’t care because I’m enjoying myself.

Best part, nobody is around to yell at me for the mess because it’s my kitchen!

The only adult that has to deal with my childlike behavior during the aftermath of me having a great time is just ME! Which is the most freeing feeling in the world. Cause why would I yell at myself for having fun?

I just end up taking notes on what I can do next time to minimize the mess I have to clean up. So happy to finally be in this position in my life.