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Argh.

As part of my meal prep this week, I was making a loaf cake and it's a cake that I've made before so I figured I knew how long it needed in the oven so I didn't check it when I took it out and then I needed the loaf pan to make bread so I just tipped the cake out and it wasn't done in the middle and broke and gooshed all over the counter so I was left with a huge mess and no cake at all.

And now I am distraught.

(At least the rest of my meal prep went well and I have chicken adobo for lunches but I have no cake and I am going to be sad about it for a while.)

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A little over a month ago, it was announced that my library system would be reopening in March. On the 22nd, to be precise. Which felt a little rushed, to be honest, but okay, let's do it. (I was extremely excited, because I had already requested the 22nd off before the announcement.) And then there were delays and concerns and problems, so we didn't open. I got a text from my manager on the evening of the Friday before letting me know, and we continued on as we had been for another week, which making more preparations to open on the 29th instead.

So there was more prep and more safety training and more logistical discussions and so many more new signs. And then, not half an hour ago, I got another text from my manager.

And we are not reopening tomorrow either. New projected date is next Monday.

You guys, I am an anxious person and I hate and fear change. But what I hate and fear more is uncertainty, because you can't prepare for that. And this "We're going to open!" "Oh no we're not!" is honestly making me extremely crazy.