Archives for December 2018

Woke up at six after a long, wonderful night of sleep. As usual I spent the rest of the day in a mild fog because my body demanded more sleep ASAP. I did manage to get up early and meditate right after breakfast, then I started a new hat:

It’s very squishy, I mean, the yarn is. And what you’re seeing in the picture is just the gauge swatch, of course.

Then we started making lunch. We were roasting a chicken and that always takes a bit of time so we basically started right after breakfast. While the chicken was in the oven I did some yoga. It’s funny how much of a difference those 25 minutes make, even when I’m not doing them every week. I felt so good that my first thought was that I need to do some yoga every day. I’ll just squeeze that in somewhere…

Lunch was excellent with really good wine:

(That’s half a chicken with stuffing. Doesn’t look as good as it tasted.)

That was basically it for the day. I did spend a lot of time staring blankly into space, I read most of my way through a web comic the boy recommended (and now I will have to wait for new installments which is just agony), planned the upcoming week, talked with my husband while he was watching ski jumping, avoided writing and spinning and was rather happy when it was time to watch Star Trek with the boy. I spun my advent calendar fiber while drinking some new-to-me local beer:

Since I’m reading another Sarina Bowen book I turned the lights out half an hour late but at least I didn’t wait until I had finished the book.

Today there will be running and a little teaching and maybe a microphone test and writing and some learning and who knows, maybe I’ll even manage to practice again.

Since I woke up stupid early I was rather tired and sleep deprived all day.

So, the bad: I only ran 4k and I didn’t work on the novel.

The good: I did run 4k and did everything else on my to do-list, well, apart from drawing.

I did have breakfast really late. Beforehand I had to move all the dirty dishes from the day before over to the living room so I could make breakfast. Bad. I did eat my breakfast so late that my husband was up before I took the first bite of muesli even.

Then I knitted a little, and got the bullet journal ready for December and did all the dishes and then I finally went running, right when my husband came back from his run:

Then I helped making lunch, too late, and my husband was not in a great mood. Neither was I so there were words. Note to self: try and keep your calm even if you’re sleep deprived in the future. It will make things much easier.

Then I did the lunch dishes right away, (I was trying to prevent another dirty dish-disaster.) procrastinated for an hour and started spinning the first portion of fiber from my advent calendar. I had opened the bag right after breakfast. It’s a gorgeous color:

Then the boy and I watched Star Trek and I finished spinning the fiber, I started a new sock, did the dinner dishes and went to bed. I had had plans to write a bit in the evening but I was just too tired.

I’d say for a day where I was that tired things went really well. I did not binge-eat anything, not even cheese, I didn’t even eat a snack, I only ate chocolate right after lunch and I only had one beer in the evening: Usually when I’m that tired I start out with all the great intentions in the world and then break down as the day progresses.

Today there might be yoga and more spinning and some writing, I hope, and a whole roasted chicken for lunch. And reading. And maybe not quite as much time online.

Right

I woke up from the alarm and felt bleary-eyed and tired and that never really went away all day.

I did clean the house but it took me ages with a lot of breaks in between. And then I made pizza. I was really tired of the frozen ones so I made real pizza again.

No writing, no strength training, no music practice. Boo.

But the pizza was great:

And my mood got much better when my yarn package arrived for the Sweet Pea CAL that will start in January. I really love the colors and I’m really looking forward to that:

Then I took another break and let the dishes sit there all dirty.And then it was time to teach. All afternoon.

Then I saw yet another webinar, this one on book cover design and branding. I abandoned the webinar after less than thirty minutes because I just couldn’t focus. I’ll catch the replay later but have to say that as beautiful as that guy’s book covers were I could barely figure out the genre of the respective books. Not quite what I’m after.

We ate dinner and went to the concert at 7.30. When we arrived they hadn’t even started yet. Concert was better than expected

The opening band was actually quite good. As often you mostly could hear drums, then a wall of sound and a bit of the singing, um, growling. The main band wasn’t bad either but the sound was somewhat muddy again with the voice not coming through. We’ll all be listening to the CD to hear what we missed, though. (I have to say that if your guitar is so loud that you have constant feedback you can tell the technician to up the volume on the vocals all you want but it won’t help. You’ll just have a ton of feedback on them. I also have opinions on amplifying drums in a venue that small but, well it’s metal.)

Only after we arrived did I realize that I hadn’t thought about what I was wearing. Let’s say I was the only one in a fuzzy, orange, handspun sweater. My husband and the boy were blending in much better.

There were loads of guys with long hair, of course, and I got to explain to the boy why you don’t just let your hair grow all the way without a little trim once in a while.

All in all a more enjoyable evening than expected. It was a very good thing we took out earplugs, though, I even found a spare pair for the boy. My own dampen the volume without distorting the sound too much but they look really ridiculous. Well, better to look ridiculous than to lose your hearing.

I went to bed just after midnight and woke up at the usual time even though I had turned my alarm off. So I’ll probably spend the day in a stupor and will stop to be good for anything right after lunch.

Other than that there should be quite a bit of writing, and some running and the first look at the advent calendar. Maybe some music, even.