My anxiety comes in many forms, but every Tuesday I can always count on my CSA anxiety. What is CSA anxiety, you ask? It slowly and unassumingly creeps up when the initial email is delivered to my inbox, listing out the weekly bounty, and peaks when I arrive home with my plethora of loot. In the early stages of my anxiety, I used to succumb to the feeling that I had to find unique and creative ways to utilize all my seasonal abundance the moment that I brought my overflowing canvas totes home. If I dined out once or twice during the week, thoughts of shrively cabbage and droopy kale lingered in my mind, stockpiling guilt of unused produce and wasted goods. As time progressed, I learned to navigate my CSA anxiety a little better, engaging in deep breathing techniques or taking warm lavender-infused bubble baths. As the last week of my CSA approaches, I am faced with an internal dilemma. Sad that my weekly pick-up of “local organic nongmo farm fresh” goods will be on hold for the winter, but secretly gleeful at the prospect of nights out spent slurping oysters and nibbling wood fire cooked pizza without the looming images of sullen swiss chard and depressed squash.
How do you handle your CSA anxiety?
