09/17/2026
I bounced out of bed at 5am and somewhere between coffee and getting everything started, I realized I had miscalculated my starter and didn’t have enough for one of my doughs. 😫
My first thought wasn’t exactly calm and collected. It was I messed up. I’m letting my customer down. All my orders this week will be behind schedule.
I’ve always been a perfectionist. I get in my head. I put a lot of pressure on myself to get things right, and for a long time, I didn’t really believe anything I did was good enough.
I left teaching, which was a really hard day-to-day job for me, and I began baking bread as a hobby. I have always loved cooking and baking but I never thought that my hobby would turn into Sol & Thyme.
And now there are people who order my bread every week. People who come back for another loaf. People who send me pictures of how they’re eating it. People who tell their friends about it.
I don’t think I’ll ever take that for granted.
So to everyone who has bought a loaf, whether it was once or you’ve been coming back week after week, thank you. Really. 🤎
You probably don’t realize what it means to a girl who spent a lot of time wondering if she was good enough.
It’s a big part of the reason I keep going.
And apparently, sometimes that means waking up at 5am, realizing I messed up my starter math, and figuring it out anyway. 😂🥖