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Carol Perkins: It never dawned on me Previous Column: Worn Boots By Carol Perkins It never dawned on me. At four in the morning, I flipped through magazines, tried to read a few articles, and eventually turned on the TV. Sleep wouldn't come. By 4:45, I forced myself into bed, pulled the covers around my nose and under my CPAC mask, and willed myself to relax. My mind went to what I had to do or should do the next day. Wednesday. I would try to attend Bible Study and choir practice, having missed too many lately. Then it dawned on me. Wednesday. Our church's turn to prepare the meal at Bowling Park. I had volunteered to prepare four roasts that were due at the park at nine. That was in four hours. Barefooted, I dashed to the outside refrigerator and opened the freezer. Four FROZEN roasts. Immediately, I filled the sink with hot water and as they were soaking to get the black backs off, I grabbed the Instapot. All four didn't fit, so the smallest went into the oven. I set the pot for an hour and waited. Released the steam and lifted the lid to see very little thawing. The microwave might have worked faster. I waited another hour. Progress. After three hours, I smelled the roast steaming in the pot. I opened it again and threw in packages of brown gravy. Waited another hour. Just past nine, perfectly browned roasts, glistening with juices, were sliced and ready for delivery. My husband, who slept through the four hours of panic, delivered them to Bowling Park and I went to bed. The other ladies who prepared roasts likely didn't forget. They probably had theirs simmering in crock pots, leaving the roasts falling apart with a fork. I hope my pan ended up mixed with theirs. Guy would describe this as another "Carol" moment, and I can't argue with that. Unlike someone who is organized and uses a planner, I believe I won't forget important things, but then, just in the nick of time, I remember. My mind works itself to exhaustion, which is why I find myself up at four in the morning. Fortunately, that was my saving grace. You can contact Carol at carolperkins06@gmail.com. This story was posted on 2025-03-01 19:03:33
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