I'm a worrywart, but I have wheat to play with now!

I am trying to get back into the swing of things with writing, and only succeeding somewhat. J has suggested that I try writing plays and dialogues and try to get them published. He thinks it would be good to submit some stuff to the company where he got the play the drama club will be doing in one-act competition this year. I am going to free write and brainstorm and try to come up with ideas for that. I ordered a hundred pounds of hard red wheat from a local store recently, and it has come in, so I am feeling the need to play in the kitchen some. I made some double-sized english muffins this morning, and right now some tomatoes are simmering with peppers, garlic, and onion to become the pizza sauce to make english muffin pizzas. I am also contemplating making some carrot cake muffins and some soft pretzels. I need to be good and not get too wild with all the baking I want to do. I don't want to make more than we can eat before it spoils. Baking does make a good creative outlet for me, though, although not quite as good as writing. I keep thinking about this winter. Everything I have seen and felt makes me believe it is going to be a nasty one in our area. I got particularly good harvests from both the berry brambles and the apple trees. There has been a lot of fog in the morning. My old, arthritic knee has been grousing a lot more than usual without any storms nearby to explain why. So all told, I am suspicious. We have plenty of wood for our wood stove to help us get through the winter as far as our power bill goes. I still wonder and worry, though, since I am a worrywart in general. I guess more than anything else, I need to write more so I can focus all my wondering in a more positive direction - wondering what I will do next with the story line instead of what will happen in a few months that I can't do anything about just yet. I could wonder what story lines and ideas I could come up with based on the idea of a hard winter.