What's wrong with me? It's a cake! I like cakes. I like making cakes. I like eating cakes even more.
Things I am worried about:
All of this stress is exaggerated by the fact that I have eaten quite a lot of sugar in the process of making the cakes.
Yesterday, I probably ingested about a pint of 'leftover' chocolate ganache throughout the course of the day.
This morning, I started on the marzipan trimmings. There were lots of them. Now there are not so many. In fact, there are none. I ate half, dipped in more chocolate ganache. Blod ate the rest sans ganache as chocolate and dogs are not a good combo.
The there were the cake trimmings. I nibbled away at a fair few of them yesterday. Then, of course, there was the cake mix bowls...
I am on some kind of extreme sugar high.