Oh today...darn Monday...I am getting nowhere near done in relation to what needs to be finished around here.
However I stood at the kitchen counter for 10 minutes and turned last night's dinner rolls into breadcrumbs to freeze.
It's probably silly to be grateful for breadcrumbs, but it goes beyond that. I'm grateful to have a kitchen I love (even with it's 1976 tile countertop)...I'm grateful that I really enjoy every aspect of cooking...and I'm grateful that I have domestic tasks like this that help me be productive when I'm avoiding writing a fifteen page paper about domesticity and feminism.
