Being the Brownie Fairy (my husband’s name) is a quiet, solitary, and simple endeavor. Except for the three roars of my food processor, baking is just that. Unless I listen to music, my delivery drive is quiet. When I ring the bell and someone comes to the door, however, the silence and solitude is broken by a few minutes of conversation.
It is easy to fulfill my longing to sometimes be alone. But it is the sometimes that is key for me, because I long for those other times when I am not alone. I just want them not to be noisy, chaotic or complicated. The Brownie Fairy watches out for that.