I’m writing to console myself and to try to convince myself that this isn’t the beginning of the end. Don’t tell me I’m being too dramatic, I’m just not ready to give up yet. Thanks.
Around 3:00 p.m. CST today, notification emails starting trickling out to potential finalists for the 47th Pillsbury Bake Off. Right now it looks like only finalists for the Breakfast and Dessert categories were notified, leaving those of us with entries in the Dinner and Appetizer categories feeling a little antsy. I’m hopeful that tomorrow will be the day that I get one of those coveted emails. But, if I don’t…that’s ok. At least I’m telling myself that. The good news would be that I can drag out the PBO experience awhile. It’d kind of be a bummer to go 3 years in a row and use it all up at once, you know? Or not.
I go to bed tonight with a strange set of emotions. Part of me says that it’s not over yet. Another part says that it’s time to let it go….for this year. I know one thing for sure…..I’m not going to sleep tonight. My stomach has been in knots since 3:00 this afternoon. Kind of strange how something like this can stir up so much emotion. It’s almost embarrassing to admit that I want it so bad. However, it is a consolation to know that many many other PBO hopefuls are going to bed feeling the same way. The not knowing is the hardest part. Hopefully, tomorrow night we’ll all be resting well either because we got “the” email or because we can let it go and focus our attention elsewhere for the next 6 months.
As strange as it sounds, part of the PBO fun is this emotional ride. If I don’t make it this year I’ll probably cry a little and console myself with sickening amounts of chocolate and caffeine. When I’m done feeling sorry for myself, I’ll start looking toward next year.
P.S. If I do get an email tomorrow, I won’t be able to tell you about it. I guess I could tell you, but then I’d have to sink you in the river.