One of the best stress relievers found? Cake!

I have a lot of stuff going on now between work and family, but over all I'd say I'm doing a fairly decent job of handling it day to day.  Only frustrating times are when it's a little more than normal, like say you hypothetically have an appointment at 1:30 and the person blows you off .... not saying it happened, but it could of happened.  Okay, it happened. 

After accepting the person was a no show, I felt really stressed and frustrated.  Instantly my thoughts went to the leftover cake sitting on our treat table.  Now for the most part, I'm not a cake person.  I'm a frosting kind of girl, but I am to a place where quality matters.

This cake is decedent.  Three layers of homemade banana cake, filled with walnuts, topped with clouds of cream cheese frosting, then liberally sprinkled with sweet, toasted coconut.  It reminds me of a cake a long deceased aunt used to make.  I had a small sliver this morning, because I didn't want to regret not at least enjoying a taste.  The cake and I had an understanding, I'd try a morsel, it would stop calling my name.  It was working.

Until ...

As the clock ticked by and the person was a no show, I felt my emotions changing.  Annoyance, frustration, disappointment, then some anger.  Once it was decided it wasn't happening today I left the meeting room and my very first thought was that cake.

Oh how I wished to grab it and stealthily make my way to a corner holding nothing but it and a fork.  Spoon would be better, but I'd make do.  I could already feel how each bite would make the emotions float away until they were just a slight memory.

Fortunately I expressed this thought to a coworker who said "NO!"  This stopped me and made me ask "what's it gonna do for you??"

I walked to the cake, took a tiny sliver ... teeny tiny .... and I placed it in my palm.  I admired it's goodness for a moment .... then I smooshed the daylights out of it, compressing it so hard in my hand that it ran through my fingers. 

Now this ... this was stress relief with cake!!!

I mushed it, rolled it up, flattened it, rolled it some more, and ended up with a very greasy little ball.  Rather gross actually, but I was able to look at it and think "better than on me!"

Smashing cake fixed my stress.  Eating cake wouldn't have.  Cake wouldn't make a person behave in a manner that I want them to behave.  Cake wouldn't have made them timely, proper, intelligent, or anything else I needed.

H.U.G.H. victory!

One for the record books big!