Chopping Meditation

When I need calm, I like to chop things.

I'm waiting for news from T who's at a job interview this morning, and it's giving me the jitters. Not being very good at chewing my nails, I took a sharp knife to some carrots, celery, red pepper, parsley, onions and garlic. No matter what happens, I now have the makings for an enormous pot of spaghetti sauce. The beef, veal and chorizo are home ground as well, although not by hand.