I’m not one to react to stress.  Oh, there’s the occasional restless night when something is on my mind, but those nights are few and far between.  I’m one of those fortunate people who handle stress in stride.  At least, I used to think that was the case.  Yesterday morning, I was proven wrong.
  
With Cedar Cove Days just around the corner, a four-day tour to follow for the cookbook, and then an anniversary get-away for Wayne and me, a lot has been on my mind, and that’s putting it mildly.  I drove into work and was at my desk well over an hour when my daughter dropped by and dangled my car keys under my nose.  Not only had I left them inside my vehicle, I had left the engine running!  I’m just fortunate someone didn’t decide I had handed them a free gift and drove off in my car.