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bad day, cake, Food, humour, inspiration
Occasionally there is an energetic phenomenon that takes place called the Euphoria Inversion. It is difficult to identify in the early stages, before all the indicators are noted. The affected person feels like they are in their normal mode, but nothing quite works. There are gremlins in the wifi network, a hole in the coffee filter, and for some reason the attention span of a fruit fly prohibits the person from doing anything with efficiency. This is the Universe offsetting the extreme efficiency of previous days. You must learn to be at peace with Euphoria Inversion, by whatever means you have to hand. To resist it is futile. All those lovely sunrise walks must be avenged. The Universe will have its way.
A few of my guidelines…On those days it is useless to try to purchase anything online. Your credit card will probably not work, but more likely, you will not even be able to sign on to your favourite website because it will not accept your password. Don’t try to drive in situations that require anything more skilled than a 10 year old could manage. So, probably best to not leave the driveway. Try not to use any utensil more cutting than a broom, and by all means don’t cook.
It is equally futile to try and ameliorate the momentum…. with one exception.
Cake.
It is a well known fact that when nothing else will change your day, a piece of cake and a cup of tea or coffee will intervene in the Euphoria Inversion phenomenon and put the Universe in balance once more.
Today was one such day for me… but I broke one of my own guidelines, I baked the cake. I had to because I was afraid to get into the car and drive to get some. And to illustrate my previous observations, I did everything wrong…nearly forgot the salt and added at the wrong time, used the wrong kind of oranges, used the wrong sized pan and used a new recipe rather than an old standby. Clearly my judgment was heavily impaired… and still, it worked. Thank goodness. To be honest, as long as it had a cake-y consistency and was sweet, I would have been happy, but it was actually quite good.
Reclined in my favourite position, deep breath and mmmmmm…the moment that sweet, citrus and almond, moist nirvana hit my tongue I knew all had been returned to natural order.
Let us eat cake.
my salvation
ardysez 
Hilarious Ardys! Aunt Ula is insisting we bake cake!
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Haha, glad you enjoyed it. Sorry about the cake baking in your future. XX
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You’ve explained something I’d been pondering recently, the gap between Mercury Retrograde and Murphy’s Law, the days when everything is just ‘off’, and too difficult to contemplate. And yes, sometimes the only thing that will fix ‘off’ is a cup of tea and a piece of cake. If not available, a few squares of organic dark chocolate can be palliative. These are the days when I am thankful for leftovers in the fridge or freezer, so dinner can make itself. Yum, orange and almond, my favourite.
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YES Elladee, you have it exactly! Would love to share a slice with you, but I can do better, so perhaps when I’m on my game! 😁
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Love this post ! Really made me smile 🙂 🙂 My dear husband has long been of the belief that cake should be consumed at every available opportunity, indeed when in conversation the notion was floated that one might have to choose (in an abstract way of course) between the dread possibility of only being able to consume either cake or biscuits for all eternity, a look of horror came into his face and he cried ‘Cake, but of course CAKE!’ Maybe that is the secret of his sunny disposition, I know not, but he has always maintained that cake makes a far better lunch than a sandwich, or breakfast.. or…. xx I hope your Equilibrium is now restored and your Euphoria back to where it should be, credit cards working, car driving straightened out and that Spring or are you now in Summer is bursting out. By the way, I found myself reading last night about growing figs in your part of the world and learning all manner of peculiar things about the fig, not least of which that the fig is the flower of the tree, sort of and that some figs are male and some female and something about a small wasp, but I forget now.
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Well Brian is a very wise man! I’m newly dedicated to the cause of cake consumption! Yes, I have read about the wasp dying inside the fig flower and have looked carefully numerous times but have gratefully not seen anything that would ruin my love of figs. If only Fiona will give me some!
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I am going to remember this post………
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