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I woke up rather early after getting enough sleep. I still didn’t write a single word but I did yoga in the morning.

I almost got the cleaning done and I did help quite a bit with making lunch. We had pizza for the first time in ages:

Then I started teaching. I had big plans to use my two hour break between students for sewing but instead I finished reading another novel. Then two more students and then the boy and I watched the new episode of ‚Star Trek: Discovery‘. This one was better than the last one. It made me excited to see where the show is going again.

And then I decided that I didn’t want to do dishes, I started writing this post, had another beer and declared the weekend started.

Today there will be running and then I’m hoping for some writing and some sewing. Wish me luck.

I woke up early, did yoga and meditated and then decided to just read and read and read. There was breakfast with the boy who had to go to school for a test but came back afterwards because the schools are doing shifts again. Only grades 10 to 12 are still writing all the tests together. For this they meet in one of the biggest rooms in the school so they can keep their distance and they have to wear masks as well.

I crocheted a bit. The blanket only needs two more rows of squares before I can start making the border. There was a bit of housework and then I went off to the supermarket. It only took about an hour this time because I had bought so many groceries the week before. I tried writing afterwards but failed.

My husband made lunch all by himself:

After that I took a break instead of doing the dishes and answered emails from students. There were two more in quarantine so I would have to switch them to video lessons, one wasn’t feeling well, one had to reschedule and one had to cancel. So I ended up only teaching three students in the end.

I really enjoyed having extra time but I did not make the best of it. What I did, though, and that was the best idea I had all day, was that I asked the boy if he wanted to watch some ‚Eternal Love‘ with me in the evening. And we did and it was great. Even though the episode had a lot of set up and exposition. There were actual, „As you know, Bob“-scenes. Nobody is called Bob in that series, though.

And then I was too tired to even write this post or do the dishes or anything, so I just brushed my teeth and went to bed around nine.

Today there will be the weekly cleaning of the house (for real this week), quite a bit of teaching with all the rescheduling, and then the weekend.

I think I might have slept for eight hours or so, so that was a win. No writing, though. But I did yoga and meditated.

I tried very hard to get out of the house for my walk/run as early as possible but it still was eleven before I left. Running was fun, perfect weather and I was a little faster than usual, even:

Not the nicest halfway point, right on top of the highway:

You can see how Munich is creeping in on the last piece of nature in between.

I came home, took a shower, helped to make lunch and apparently did not take a picture of my food. I was sure I had but the phone lied to me. We had tagliatelle bolognese and salad.

Afterwards I did the dishes, had a ten minute break and started teaching. I taught all through the afternoon and when I was done at seven all three of us sat down to dinner. I’m doing a mix of in-person and online teaching at the moment because some students are not coming in for reasons. I had one student this week with a cough, two that are just cautious and two in quarantine.

After dinner there were dishes again and then I got all my bullet journals out to see how I managed to write all those words in the last two years. Well. It turned out there weren’t as many words as I thought there were, and I mostly did them in the morning between 6 and 7 and again between 8 and 9. The best days are the ones where I write for longer than thirty minutes because the first twenty minutes or so are always spent on reading through what I wrote before.

Now, my writing time between 8 and 8.30 is gone because my husband has been getting up at 8 for the past few months. And between 6 and 7 I am usually doing yoga and making breakfast. Also, checking Instagram and such. And I never ever write for more than two or three days in a row.

Still. I can blog daily so I should be able to write daily too. But I have no idea how to write enough to win NaNo this year.

This will all be rather interesting.

I don’t have much time today so I’ll just write a few words.

Yesterday was a little better in terms of productivity. No writing but after my run to the health food store and the bakery I did spend some time looking at pictures for book covers and trying a spell and grammar checking software. I learned something about commas and chose to ignore the rules anyway. I also made two polls at Patreon and on Ravelry so that the people interested in attending a Handgemacht-Podcast virtual knitting meeting can tell me which of the two dates would work better for them.

My husband made feijoada for lunch:

I taught quite a few students, had dinner and decided to just let the dishes sit because I was way to tired. There were quite a few emails from students who needed video lessons because they are having colds or need to isolate.

Today there will be the running and even more teaching than yesterday.