I'm an anxious person. If you leave me waiting more than five minutes, I automatically assume you must have died in a fiery car crash and the authorities weren't yet able to notify anyone. I spend my drives home from work or time trying to fall asleep replaying conversations and correcting myself with what I should have said and how that would have altered the universe. I constantly pick at scabs and my nails, I over analyze problems to the nth degree, over and over and over, hoping some revelation will make the correct decision clear (CSI crime-solving style). It's overwhelming.
One way I've found to curb the crazy is baking. It's relatively mindless (read directions, read again, measure, stir, repeat) and there are often tasty results. As I readied myself for college at Michigan State University, I had all the same worries that have plagued incoming freshman since the beginning of time, like what if I oversleep and miss my first class or get hit by a rogue bus or forget everything I've ever learned up to this point and fail all my classes.
Good news: None of that happened.
But I needed something to do with my busy brain so I baked (kind of). I made a fail-safe treat and one of my favorites — No-Bake Cookies to bring with me to the dorms. Not only did it give me something to do, it also made for a fantastic first impression as the girl who brought cookies. I still make them often and have used them to ply coworkers, friends and family. My secret ingredient is anxiety, not love (sorry if you start sweating upon first bite).
Take a deep breath and fire up the stove.
Tip: Have peanut butter ready to add, mix that first stir until melted, then add oatmeal and vanilla.