Baking Proof

On my previous posts. I mentioned I bake when I am stressed at work. I never did get a chance to take pictures because my 'goods' were ate or given away before I could take any. Well, this time, I was prepared. So here are the first pics of my baking escapades - 1st SCONES (Dates+Pecan Nuts/ Buttermilk Wheat)

Finding Balance

I need to make a decision. A lifestyle change.
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Every single week, I go to work, come back at 2000hrs, sleep at 2200hrs, wake up at 0600hrs, go to work.... gosh this goes on for the whole week. Come Saturday, it is breakfast with parents in the morning, lazing around in the afternoon, dinner with parents at night. This seldom fails. Come Sunday, it is Church in the morning, lazing around in the afternoon, dinner with parents at night. Again, this seldom changes.
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It is not that I don't enjoy spending time with the parents, but I am beginning to feel that my life is too routine, too by the schedule, too boring to say the least.
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That's it. I want change.
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Starting tomorrow. I'm not going to stay back to work till late unless absolutely necessary. I do not think it is unprofessional to leave before everyone else does. It is just a stupid psychological game to see who'll leave the office first, like those who leave last would have scored brownie points with the boss or something. Stupid. I won't be part of anything stupid. I'm leaving at 1800 at the latest.
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I must be disciplined enough to go to the gym at least 3 times a week. I must not forget that I'm still fat fat fat.. and I need to do something about it.
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I must do something fun at least once a week, something that I would look forward to, something that need not happen just in the weekends. I NEED A LIFE.
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So that's that, I need to enforce some changes if I ever want to see a change in my lifestyle. Work is not my life and it never will be, unless I'm fortunate enough to find a job that I'm passionate about.
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I'm not trying to be melodramatic or anything but if I do die tomorrow, the last thing I want to be remembered for is the stack of unfinished work on my desk, or "yes, I remember FD, he is the guy that always stays very late in the office." That would be a seriously bleak and depressing eulogy.

Baking => Stress Relief => Stress

I have started BAKING.
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I started it because it was to me a catharsis.
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I get stressed. Really stressed. I go home. And I bake.
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First was a basic biscotti, then a cinnamon biscotti...
Then a basic baked lemon cheesecake followed by a Oreo cheesecake...
Then a dark chocolate brownie.
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I gave it all away.
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Then my mom comes along and tells me I've become the favorite cousin, because all my mini cousins look forward to my "stressed" creations.
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I noticed that my co-workers started to have this pattern of peering into my cubicle to see if I have brought along a tupperware of sorts.
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Looks like I have no lack of guinea pigs.
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Now it seems that my catharsis is in itself making me stressed because now I've a standard to maintain with the stuff that comes out of my oven.
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And YES. They all taste very good indeed. Although the aesthetics need improving.
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Stress...