The morning had already gone sideways before I set foot outside the house.
I mean, I’d been up before the sun, my head still heavy from lack of sleep. Running the morning shift as head baker was exhausting enough, but with my second job later that day, I was barely holding it together.
All I could think about was the massive checklist ahead of the day: bills, groceries, laundry, breakfast, and more. But it wasn’t until I was halfway through shaping dough that it hit me.
