Roasted Lemon Salmon Sheet Pan Dinner with Smashed Potatoes and Broccolini & Creamy Citrus Green Sauce

A roasted salmon sheet pan dinner?
Crispy smashed potatoes & Broccolini?
A green sauce that is drool worthy.
+ to taking chances, guys.
A little nervous, a little scared, but mostly excited.

A roasted salmon sheet pan dinner and a little real talk? Just the way I like it! I like to play the role of peacekeeper. When things in life begin to seem askew, I go into what I like to call 'mending mode'. I try to mend what may break or what may already be broken and I used to think this was a good thing, but not sure if it necessarily is anymore. Focusing on things that may not need my help in the first place may not be the way to go. Not sure why I try to work out problems that aren't my own, just to keep the peace, wether it be between friends, family, co-workers. But I've always been this way.

But, you know those people who are really great at giving their full attention to what really needs attending to in their life? I will admit over and over again that I am absolutely not one of those people.

Sure, it's okay to play the peacekeeper, mender, if it is something that you should truly be giving attention to. I just went through something where I decided I needed to mend something. Not necessarily a situation or a problem, but a feeling that has been brewing within me. I don't know why it took me almost a year to realize how unhappy my job made me. Even after moving to a new city (working for the same company) I thought maybe this one will be better, this place will make me happier.
Boy was I wrong.

There really is no other way to put it, I was sad walking into work daily, wishing it for already to be Friday. And I truly believe that you should never wish time away, but I was so incredibly unhappy. I felt my skills being wasted daily, my passion not being attended too. We shouldn't feel guilty for leaving, for feeling like we put our bosses in a bad position.
Why should I feel the need to explain why I'm burnt out, unhappy?  But, I do it anyways.

Over-explaining is my thing, it always has been. I know I don't owe anyone anything, that I don't need to explain my feelings, my reasons for leaving, but I did. I think most reasonable employers would understand, and I am grateful mine did.
But, I had to put myself first for once. I felt like I was melting into a puddle for the nine hours I spent there five days a week.

Everyday before work I was "watering a dead plant"(Rylee, the dead plant. Hi!). Now, that I have come to the realization that I need to stop watering a dead plant, I am clearing my path, planting new seeds. Making way for the kind of energy I want to give and receive. So, it is time to take a chance. A chance on not having a secure job lined up. A chance on putting this energy into About to Sprout, into my writing, recipe development, photographing and branding.

Can I get a hell yeah to taking chances and making this perfect weeknight meal?

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