rant

this week has been confusion galore... my dad was sick so i had to sort of woman-handle him out the door, into the car and get to the hospital. my fears were put to rest when they told my dad wasnt in any danger... only that he was dehydrated and needed tons of fluids... with that done, i had to work on the desserts. i had some order for the mango dessert and i guess i had to make a lot... a 9x11 cake i think i charge only 200 bucks.. my mom says im insane that i should charge more for that much... so i had to dodge my mother for a while. i started to read books now, and i can finish the books much faster than before, 2 days for a book, though it took me more than 3 days to finish... why am i in such a hurry? i find myself trying to finish everything in record time. whats the matter with me? a few minutes ago, i got myself some ingredients for cake.. but for some reason, im not excited. not excited about baking? something is definitely wrong here, but what?