I have to admit that I haven't had the easiest of winters. The obscene amount of cold temperatures and snow I had to endure were only part of it. In January I was laid off from my new engineering job. After only four months. The company just ran out of work.
I was kind of surprised at my lack of a response to it. I didn't cry, I didn't get mad, I just kind of said "oh well." However, I did find myself slipping into a depression. You might have noticed a decrease in my posts over the past few months as a result.
My enthusiasm for everything dwindled. I kept busy with my photography and chores around the house, but I had a dark cloud over my head. I had ideas of doing things, leaving the house, but couldn't summon up the momentum needed. Depression sufferers will know what I'm talking about. I have a feeling many readers who have IBS have also experienced depression, as the two seem to go hand in hand. I've suffered from both for at least fifteen years now. Winters are the most difficult for me.
I finally started to feel the cloud lift last month, only to be hit with two viruses within two weeks of each other. Now, I'm back, but with a lingering cough and a box of tissues my by side. In between my depression and flu/colds, I managed to work on some recipes and I'm ready to share them. Some are still in in the works after many, many attempts, resulting in my wondering if I will ever get them to work and if I do actually have any talent in recipe development at all. However, all is not lost because I did get some recipes to work and I will be sharing them with you in the weeks to come.