Today was the first time in 2 months that I worked in an office from 9 to 5. 

It was weird.

I got laid off in August and I actually enjoyed the time to myself. The quiet, the cooking, the naps. I destressed a bit. I unwound myself a bit.

So today I worked what will just be a part time job (for now), to make some money (because I need it) and when I got home I was looking forward to cooking (because I wanted to).

I made warm pasta salad from Cooking Light, and I didn’t turn on any music or the TV. It was just me and the food, letting the day melt away. Over the last 2 months I’ve realized I spend a lot of time in my house in silence. I focus on one thing at a time. I try to savor it.

Tonight I chopped capers and red onion. I peeled shrimp. I boiled pasta. I made a lemon Dijon vinaigrette. I love that little bit of time by myself where I get to do something I love for someone I love. And the moment my husband walks through that door, the volume on my life turns itself up just a bit and I savor that time I spend with him having dinner.

I really do love to cook.