Oh Crap!

That is what I thought last night when I checked my Gmail (who out there still uses hotmail?  AOL?  I need to know) and discovered that I had a message from Groupon that reminded me that I need to use my coupon.  Groupon is a service that sends you daily opportunities to purchase non-essentials at a reduced (usually 50%) price.

And not only did it say "Hey there, neighbor, remember to use your coupon before it expires!  Okay have a nice day bye!", it also told me the time limit I had in which to redeem my coupon which I bought a good, oh, 5 months ago.  3 days, ladies & gentlemen, 3 days.  One Two Three.  Not tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow's tomorrow.

Now, if I had purchased a coupon for, say, 50% off of Sushi (which I would never do but it was today's deal for the Gvegas area), I would just have to schedule to go to dinner tomorrow night or something.  No biggie.  But NOooooOoo.  Why buy something easy like that when you can purchase a coupon that requires a lot of your own work put into it?

No, my coupon was for blurb, a site that offers downloadable software which a person can use to make their own book.  Sounds loverly.  And I believe it is.  You can make all sorts of books.  Picture books, story books, illustrated books, and even, as I chose to do, cookbooks.  Which is great, except its hard to make a cookbook.  When I read the email, I had only about 14 recipes and 8 pictures in my supposed-to-be, originally-dreamed-it-to-be 86 page book with 100+ recipes, and pictures of each one.

Needless to say, my expectations of myself have dropped considerably.  As I sit now, with 2 days and 137 minutes to go until deadline, I've got the breakfast, appetizer, bread, and chicken sections done.  There are hardly any pictures, and I don't see very many cropping up in the near future.  I've spent about 3 1/2 hours on this so far tonight.  I think I'm going to take a break for now, and tomorrow hopefully knock out the beef, swine, fish, and pasta sections.  That should about wrap it up, since I've cut the desserts entirely.

I know, me and no desserts.  You might think I've gone mad, when in actuality, there are just too many, and they deserve their own book.  So when I get a hankering for some self-inflicted torture, I'll buy another groupon coupon, and make a dessert book.

Having only myself to blame, 

TFW